Sunday, April 5, 2009

And so it goes...

I went to the renal specialist at the major hospital last Monday.
It was a VERY long appointment. She did not do much, physically, but she did a lot of writing and listening, which is more than I can say for many doctors.
She noticed what she called a "yellow spot" under my tongue and said that I should have it checked out by my dentist.
I am supposed to do a 24 hour urine, but am supposed to wait to do it til she calls.
I go back to see her the end of the first week in May.
The next day, I went to my PCP and he told me that I needed to "get control" when I started crying a tiny bit about the whole confusing mess, and when I said "That's the problem, I don't HAVE control" he told me that I am "too emotional". What a load of crap.
He basically made it clear that he doesn't know what is going on, and he doesn't care to find out. I brought up the MRI of my liver again, that needs to be re-done, and he said he'd write the order, but no one has called.
I did go to the dentist and he said it is some sort of gland that is occluded and I need to put hot packs on it and hope that it will take care of it, and I need to go back in a week to get it checked. If it isn't gone, then he will lance it.

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