Current mood:

sick

Sick & Tired
I have concluded that God or nature or at the very least doctors hate women.

Having put up with a minor ailment for the majority of my life, accepted it as just one of those things and in fact barely noticing it anymore (apart from occasional flare ups), I foolishly agreed – if only to prevent my mother & best friend nagging periodically – to raise it with the doctor on my next visit. Now mostly I am in good health, so it took a while, then the doctor wanted my to keep a diary of the symptoms, then there were tests…. anyway after a good long while, my doctor admitted she couldn’t find anything wrong. Great I said, so I don’t have to worry I said, well I didn’t say that she said….

Next stop the specialist. Now the specialist definitely hates me, and he has a supporting cast of people who assist him in finding ways to torture me in the name of science and investigation, who between them prescribe me a course of tablets. Now I don’t know if any of you guys have taken serious hormones before, but let me tell you it isn’t fun – among the people it isn’t fun for are dear lovely H2B, who has been putting up with me being a serious basket case. Mean while I have been getting progressively more sleepy, painful, and lethargic – enough to effect my work and life in general. But the tablets stopped on Monday – so at least that’s over with, right? Wrong.

3 days after the tablets finished and still incapable of work I have now seen my GP and spoken to one of the specialists minions. Their conclusion? “Oh dear. Never mind. Call me in a week if you still have problems.”

Now I know that medicine isn’t the accurate science society kids itself it is, I recognise that as a complex organism, the route of an effect can in fact be something seemingly unrelated and hidden, and that equally if you deliberately cause an effect it can have interesting and surprising results elsewhere. I am aware that we are perfectly capable of having a number of conditions at once and that this can confuse results and requires holistic approaches and thinking. I also understand that each one of us is different and therefore even the most reliable of treatment / diagnosis scenarios will fail for someone out there. I appreciate that when you add all this up, it means that medicine can be less of a science and more of a gambling system relying on educated guess work. I just hate it when it does all of this to me.

Still, at least I have an official doctors note saying I can’t come to work because I’m tired. Oh boy.