I have an appointment to see my Rheumatologist this afternoon. I don't want to go. Besides the normal "nobody likes going to the doctors" feeling, this is more. This is the dread of knowing that my doctor isn't always sympathetic to my situation. I don't even NEED sympathy. But EMPATHY would be awesome. Believe me. Trust me. Don't doubt what I tell you. Just because YOU think this "miracle" drug should be working miracles in my body.....does NOT mean it is. Yes, it is helping. But there are many degrees to helping. And your "miracle" treatment isn't very miraculous.
So I am dreading this visit. Because at the last visit he insisted that all I needed was more time on the treatment. Well, I gave it time. I swallow your little toxic pills. I do everything you tell me to do. But I am not where you said I would be.....Amazingly better. Nope. Not there.
So please, please listen to me. Listen to what Hubby told you. Let me go back on my old treatment. It worked better. In less time.
Sorry about whining....I just needed to vent a little....and try to work up the courage to NOT just give in and go "Uh huh" at whatever he says. Because I do revert back to a helpless 10 year old child around authority figures.
- Denise @ Sunflowers, Chocolate and Little Boys
- Im a Christian Stay at home mom...that means I am a professional multi-tasker and I give all the credit to Jesus. I am married to my best friend and have 3 wonderful sons. God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, nor sun without rain, But he did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way.