My week from hell...

In the continuing saga of my on-going health issues, this week has topped them all. Even more than last week and last week I had a colonoscopy!

On Saturday, I went in for a routine eye exam. I wear glasses so I go every other year. Everything was going well until the doc called me back after dilating my eyes and said "It looks like your optic nerve is swollen." Seriously? What the hell else could go wrong? I had to go back to him on the following Monday to take a field of vision test. Basically, it's a test where you look into this machine and click a clicker every time you see a flash in your peripheral vision. It takes about a half hour. Afterwards, the they printed my results and it turns out I have no peripheral vision in my right eye when I look to the left or down. Nothing. Missed every single flash. Who knew? So, this doc makes an immediate appointment for an ophthalmologist.

So, on Friday I go to see the new guy and he has me do the same test over again. Then he takes a picture of the backside of my eyes. He shows me my optic nerve. On the left eye, it's all round and nice looking and healthy. On the right, not so much. The outside line is all distorted and mangled. He tells me that it could be fluid or a small tumor or there could be some other underlying reason like Lyme Disease or MS but that he can't tell anything until I have an MRI which, he says, I have to do right away.

So, on Tuesday, I am off to Kenosha Radiology to get an MRI. Now I've had an MRI before and one thing I learned is that I have to have what's called an "open" MRI. A regular MRI closes you in a tiny small space and when they tried to do that to me the first time I completely freaked out. So this time I made sure it was open. Open means you are in something that looks more like a donut rather than a tube and you can see the room and daylight when you need to. The technician strapped my head into this basket type thing and that was strapped down to the table. I was not allowed to move at all. My feet were elevated and my arms placed on pillows to get me as comfortable as possible. I was given a call button in case I needed her to stop at any time. So it began. I was given ear plugs and there's a reason for that. MRI's are very, very loud. The machine makes an incessant pounding noise that goes on for some time. The first part of the test took about an hour with a few stops in between. Then she injected me with some dye and we did it all over again. This is called "with contrast". Contrast is the orange dye that goes through your veins and gives the doc a different view of what might be going on. Two hours later, I was done.

Today, I get to go see yet another new doc. This time for a consult for a possible sleep study. I might have sleep apnea. Might not. Just another silly test my primary doc wants me to go through.

On Friday,  I go back to the ophthalmologist to get the results of the MRI. Next week I have yet another new doc to see and then a follow up with my primary. This has been the most annoying carousel ride I have ever been on! I want to get off...NOW!

Peeves...

I've been having a bad week so I thought I'd share some of my pet peeves...

1. Three times today I witnessed men/boys yelling rude things out of moving vehicles to women/girls passing on the street. One, a young lady out for a morning jog had to suffer the indignity of some asshat shouting lewd remarks to her. Two, a middle aged woman in a business suit crossing the street had to suffer the same thing. Three, an older woman pulling a grocery cart behind her had some jerk face yelling sexist comments as he and a buddy drive by. Why do men/boys think this is fun/cool/necessary? Do they really think those women are going to be flattered and stop to chat? Don't they have sisters/mothers/grandmothers and would they want them treated that way? This is why women are afraid to walk down the street for any reason. Assholes everywhere.

2. Why is it that no matter how many or how few cars are in front of me at the drive thru window at any fast food joint, I always end up having to wait for part of whatever I order? I'm not picky. I'm ordering right off their menu and not asking for changes or substitutions so why don't they have that stuff ready whenever I get there? I can watch 12 cars go before me without a hitch but I am the one that is always asked to "wait in that area near the door". I don't get it.

3. Dropped calls. This has long been a pet peeve of mine and I will admit it's gotten a little better but when you are getting cell phone service from the biggest cell phone service provider in the US you'd think they would have enough towers in all areas so there would be no more dropped calls.

4. While were on the subject of calls, how about those "press one" "press two" menus most businesses are using! Normally I don't mind but yesterday I had to try to speak to someone at Immigration. After three separate calls and trying almost every menu option given to me, I still never actually spoke to anyone AND they hung up on me!

5. Crabby people! Now I have been known to feel crabby once in a while but when I do I'm smart enough to just shut the hell up and keep it to myself. All this week, people at work were taking it upon themselves to let me and everyone else know that they were not only crabby but just how it is in the first place! In the first place, I don't give a fig about your problem if you're coming at me screaming your head off. That will get you no where with me. Be rational and I'll help you all day long. Be a bitch....keep walking!

So there ya go. Just a handful of my pet peeves. I'm sure there are more but I'll spare you. Kind of made me feel better getting those off my chest!