||[Oct. 17th, 2008|04:10 pm]
It's one of those days of pain where vicoden isn't even touching it. I broke down and took ibuprofen liquigel on top of it after a small lunch.
Craig is mad at me with a list of valid complaints, but all I want to do is sleep. I am disappointed that my crazy fatigue and sore throat/runny nose for well over a month are not considered an issue with my doctors, nor is the fact that I am apathetic about nearly everything. I meet with Dr. K on the 29th, where I will finally consider going off of cymbalta. Honestly, on top of serious pain, I feel so drained that I'm not sure it's worth it. Screw this. It's time for the pain specialist, the toe surgery, and possibly another endo surgery. This is not working.
Other than that, I called up today and asked Dr. L (my WLS surgeon) to give me full blood tests (please) including the thyroid tests since I'm so exhausted and have had a cold for so long.
Really, really, I mean it. I'm at the end of my pain rope and it shows.
Now, in addition to this, I just need to get my vision fixed and my teeth repaired (I grind my teeth the pain is so bad, so I need to restore my canines which aren't even POINTED anymore due to grinding). Then I can save up to my have the extra skin left revised (plastics round II). I feel like my warrenty has expired. When is the fun again?