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On the one hand, it's good that I'm so familiar with the symptoms of the bronchial nonsense my body is prone to, because that means I can go to a walk-in clinic, tell them what's happening, and after listening to my lungs the clinician will give me my requested prescription for a z-pack and Prednisone.
Oh the other hand, I'd rather this didn't happen often enough that I'm familiar with the fucking symptoms, y'know?
I spent the entire weekend on the couch, only sometimes complaining that I shouldn't feel that fatigued for doing nothing. Yes, the Stroppy One lovingly glared at me and reminded me that I was healing, NO I should not get up and do things. Plus Miss Erzabet No Biting did her very best to keep me on the couch.
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I met with my new (local!) neurologist last week, and miracle of miracles, my insurance company sent her the approval for my Botox shots a day after the appointment. I am agog. She also gave me a sample injector of Ajovy to try; I went home and did my usual research on a new suggested med, because while yes, I believe my various practitioners are knowledgeable and competent, I also want to do my own information gathering as a backup. And everything I read on it was a 50/50 split; for some people it was a game-changer, but for others it significantly increased depression and anxiety, caused massive inflammation, joint pain, hair loss, and suicidal ideation. And guess what, the 50% who had the negative side-effects are ones who have the same sort of medical issues I have. So nope, passing on that.
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Everything is just so damn hard, lately. I know all of you are right there with me in that, but still. Ugh.
Oh the other hand, I'd rather this didn't happen often enough that I'm familiar with the fucking symptoms, y'know?
I spent the entire weekend on the couch, only sometimes complaining that I shouldn't feel that fatigued for doing nothing. Yes, the Stroppy One lovingly glared at me and reminded me that I was healing, NO I should not get up and do things. Plus Miss Erzabet No Biting did her very best to keep me on the couch.
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I met with my new (local!) neurologist last week, and miracle of miracles, my insurance company sent her the approval for my Botox shots a day after the appointment. I am agog. She also gave me a sample injector of Ajovy to try; I went home and did my usual research on a new suggested med, because while yes, I believe my various practitioners are knowledgeable and competent, I also want to do my own information gathering as a backup. And everything I read on it was a 50/50 split; for some people it was a game-changer, but for others it significantly increased depression and anxiety, caused massive inflammation, joint pain, hair loss, and suicidal ideation. And guess what, the 50% who had the negative side-effects are ones who have the same sort of medical issues I have. So nope, passing on that.
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Everything is just so damn hard, lately. I know all of you are right there with me in that, but still. Ugh.