dreamcatchings: (stressed)
So the left ear finally worked itself clear. Mostly.

I'm supposed to go get the rest of my meds tonight, but I don't feel like it. I still have some of the allergy medicine so it's not a big deal.

I don't understand why I'm so tired.

Not sure if there will be posting tonight. I doubt it.

Damn, I suck.
dreamcatchings: (smeghead)
So I had this brilliant idea.

Well, I thought it was brilliant.

Turns out I'm a goit.

I thought, "Self, in order to prevent other ear from getting all gunked up so we can't hear out of it, why don't we clean it?" To which I thought, "Self, that's a great idea. Let's do it." Cue ear drops. Cue washing out with water.

Cue Sara not being able to hear very well out of either ear but going into work anyway!

Now in all seriousness, there's really just some water and ear drop mixture in my left ear, which means that the damn thing should dry up on its own. I hope. Because if I have to go back to the doctor and be all, "Other ear" he's gonna think I'm fucking them up on purpose or something. Which was not my intent. I was hoping to keep this from happening but instead I just bunged it all up. I'm not sure how.

God, I'm a smegging idiot.
dreamcatchings: (blah)
Went back to the doctor today in the hopes of getting the hearing on the right side of my head back.

He looked, we flushed, he looked, we flushed.

Still not hearing.

But it's gotta be something internal now because he can't see anything external that would be causing the no hearing.

Due to this, he gave me more antibiotics and allergy meds.

Whee fun.
dreamcatchings: (procrastination)
So tired.

Once again I got nothing really accomplished.

So sorry.

I'm just gonna space out at work for the rest of my shift, go home, eat and then sleep. I'm exhausted. I've been exhausted all day.
dreamcatchings: (bitch)
Contrary to popular belief, I do not know everything. I am also not capable of keeping all these balls in the air, especially when I'm not feeling well. Because right now I don't give a shit. And since nobody here seems to even care about the fact that I don't feel well, I don't particularly give a shit whether my lack of knowledge about something fucks you over or not.

I could honestly care less right now.

The fact that people keep asking me for shit that I didn't get the chance to do because I was out yesterday, going to the doctor though you wouldn't think anyone here actually believes me based on the way they're acting, is really just pissing me off even more.

I'm exhausted and my ear is throbbing.

Yeah, yeah. I'm an idiot for coming to work in the first place.
dreamcatchings: (trapped)
My antibiotic makes me a little sick to my stomach.

I would be in the 4-5% of people who get that side effect. Lucky me.

After watching House I'm worried the random pain in my legs is an infarction and that I have tape worms in my body. I need to stop being a bloody paranoid freak.

In other news, I spent a good portion of my time in the doctor's office pacing and counting the decorations on the wall. 90 stenciled diamonds and 90 stenciled faux fluer de les, which is a total of 180. Which is good. I like that number.

Ear is in massive pain. I took Motrin at 8pm, which means I can have some Equate before bed.
dreamcatchings: (mad)
So I come in for the night shift because I said I would and there's no one else to work it despite the fact that my ear is throbbing. I don't think people who've never had an ear infection understand how painful it is. It throbs and buzzes and hums. It keeps me up at night. It wakes me up in the middle of the night. It gives me headaches. It keeps me from hearing correctly. It disorients me so that my movements are even more clumsy than usual.

It hurts.

So I come in.

Everyone notices the hair and teases me about it.

Craig asks, "Will you be in tomorrow?" He has to ask twice because the first time I couldn't hear him.

I tell him I'm not sure about the whole day because of the ear thing. I tell him I was at the doctor's today. He asks if the doctor told me anything. I tell him he told me I have an ear infection. And that when I went to the ER the other night they did nothing.

My problem with this whole scenario is that I am the least likely person to fuck this company over. Dale? Is fucking us over. John? Fucked us over. Rodney? Fucked us over.

I was at the ER from 3:30am until 5:30am Saturday morning and came in to work at 8:30am that day despite having gotten maybe three hours of interrupted sleep. I came in tonight despite the fact that the right side of my head is throbbing.

I don't like the message here. That Dale can not only take off three weeks without telling us, but that he can also take two or three days off during the week when he's sick and not get asked a single fucking question. I take off six and a half hours, and I feel like I'm getting reamed about it.

And why is that? Because I dyed my fucking hair?

That shouldn't fucking matter. I was at the ER. I was at the doctor. I just paid over $60 for medication. This is the third full day I've put up with it, and nobody seems to think it's fucking important or, what, real? Like I'm fucking lying that I can't hear out of my right ear? That I'm fucking lying that it hurts, and I've been running a low grade fever since Saturday? Oh, yeah, I have so much fucking reason to lie about being in pain. I'm starting to wish I had taken that doctor's note. I was all, "No, that's cool" to the nurse because, well, fuck Dale never brings in a note at all.
dreamcatchings: (content)
So I finally got a hold of a doctor's office. Or, more to the point, I got a hold of one that sounds like it can help me.

See, the first office I called couldn't see me for a week. Damn every bit of that. If I have to endure this for a week I will cut my ear canal out.

Then I wait until ten to call another office. And she seems a whole lot nicer. Listens to me, expresses concern, gets my information, tells me she can probably get me an afternoon appointment. I'm waiting for her to call me back.

If she hasn't by 10:45, I'm supposed to call her back, which means I can't return to lying on my heating pad for a while longer.

Dale didn't come in to work today as anticipated. The idea that he could have gotten arrested is a primary concern of mine though I'm not discussing the reasons for that on a public entry. And Jim is late. So right now Wilbur is the only one there. Which doesn't actually make me feel all that bad.

Maybe I'll even catch up on posting today.

ETA: I have an appointment for 1:45pm today.
dreamcatchings: (not myself)
I managed to sleep through my phone ringing around 1am (only reason I know this is missed call stats) but the pain in my ear combined with the nightmare needing to go to the bathroom gave me (my body is weird and I've become convinced that it views the nightmares as the only way to wake me up, which is really counter-productive because after a nightmare I am less likely to get out of bed but whatever) woke me up about 15 minutes ago.

Dad had a decent idea. Doctor in town. Today. Call around and see if anyone can see me. So I'll do that once the offices are open (I'm guessing 8am and I need a little more sleep anyway) and call work and tell them that I'm going to the doctor and should be in tomorrow and, no, it couldn't really wait because I've been in pain for three days now going on four.

Help Me

May. 14th, 2006 06:34 pm
dreamcatchings: (working)
[Poll #728807]
dreamcatchings: (pissed off)
Well, that was basically a fucking waste of time.

Go to ER to have the doctor look at my ear to confirm what I already knew: it's still plugged.

They then tell me they can't do anything unless they enroll me as a patient again, which would be another $75 copay. And considering I already have a $75 bill coming to me for some ear drops and not the fuck much else I said no. Took a script for some other kind of medicine that might work loose the wax.

Only to go to the pharmacy and find out that they can't give it to me until tomorrow.

Oh, and, I need to make an appointment to go see the ER doctor in Campbellsburg for Tuesday or Wednesday of this week because he's got a nifty machine there that should be able to get it right out.

Fuck. I'm just so fucking annoyed with all of this.
dreamcatchings: (trapped)
After watching way too much Mythbusters (and good God how much fun would it be to have a job like that?) I'm gonna head back to the ER.

The ear doesn't hurt as much, but it's still all clogged and there is some pain. And it's not even like I'm currently that doped up. Yesterday I was doing Tylenol and then Motrin three hours after and then three hours and Tylenol because that's what the wonderful ER nurse told me. My last dose today was around noon, and the pain isn't bad enough to have me whimpering and prostrate.

Although I'd love to be able to hear out of both ears again.

I'll report when I'm back.
dreamcatchings: (lazy)
Yesterday I spent most of the day (once I got home from work) curled up on my bed, ear on a heating pad watching TV and calling [livejournal.com profile] timberwolfblues every few hours so I could whimper and he'd tell me it'd be okay and that he loved me.

And I'm likely gonna spend most of today in the exact same place. When I woke up it felt better. Like clogged but no pain. And now there is pain again.

I guess I'll go back to the hospital in a few hours and see what they say.

It's not any better. And that worries me. Though I really hope they do something else because it really fucking hurts.

And despite the fact that I doubt it'll get done, I like to carry this around day to day and update it.

rp list: )
dreamcatchings: (trapped)
Still haven't slept.

Work was hell. Pure and utter hell. Not because of work but because of the pain.

Since getting home I've basically been laying on my bed, head on a heating pad and watching Six Feet Under.

The boy thinks I should take Monday off if it's still bothering me.

I'm worried about what's going to happen when I go back to the hospital tomorrow.

I thought they were gonna fix it last night.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck.

ETA: The sad thing is I almost wish it'd start doing something worse. Like making my jaw ache or bleeding. Something so that I could go back now and tell them to fix me because the pain gets so bad I just have to start weeping sometimes.
dreamcatchings: (why)
Hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts.

Hurts.

Yes, I am going to be whiny and pathetic. I'm allowed.
dreamcatchings: (trapped)
Finally managed to get to sleep around 6:30am (after calling [livejournal.com profile] timberwolfblues and crying to him about it all) and then had to get back up at 8am. Or, rather, I woke up about every half hour between 6:30 and 8am to look at the clock and go, "Oh, please. More time."

Now I'm at work. My ears still hurts. A lot. It is still clogged and still very painful. Plus I'll have a nice ER copay bill coming to me in the mail. For basically getting to sit in the ER for two hours and then have them give me ear drops and an ear irrigation, which I could have and was doing at home. And my ear still hurts enough that I just want to cry.

After work I'm going to go buy a heating pad, an irrigation bulb and, oh, damn there was something. I don't remember. Motrin because I can apparently take Tylenol and then Motrin two hours later rather than having to wait the four to six for more Tylenol. And that was about the only handy thing I learned in the ER. Well, that and the fact that when the doctor is on for 24 hours, you'd be better to let the nice, sympathetic male nurse take care of you. The nice, sympathetic male nurse who was very apologetic about the fact that he really couldn't do anything to help me, which was why I didn't raise too much of a fuss. I could tell he felt really bad about it. Plus by that point I was so ready to cry because of the pain that I just wanted to go home.

It's doubtful that I'm going to my mother's much as I would like to see her. It hurts too much. I'll call her and apologize. Makes me feel like a horrible daughter to have to cancel plans like that.

And I'm not likely to be online much as most of my time is probably going to be spent curled up on my bed whimpering and taking over the counter pain pills while I continue to use the drops and try to get the wax out. God, this sucks.

ER Visit

May. 13th, 2006 05:34 am
dreamcatchings: (sad)
I tried to do a voice post but none of the numbers I had programmed in my phone went anywhere.

Just got back from the ER where I went about two hours ago because my right ear is clogged and hurting.

My right ear is still clogged and hurting. Only now I get to pay a bill for the privilege. They gave my ear drops, tried to flush it and then sent me home with said ear drops and the suggestion to take Tylenol for the pain. And to come back on Sunday if it wasn't any better.

It hurts so bad I can't fucking sleep.

I don't know if I'm gonna make it down to my mother's this weekend or not. I want to go but this really fucking hurts.

Karmic penalty for vanity.

I used to get this all the time when I was little. I forgot how much it fucking hurt. I'm gonna go lie down and hope I can get some rest before I go to work tomorrow.

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