Just a regular day when you’re chronically sick

Or a day in one person’s #chroniclife. Or a typical day when you’re a professional patient. Or the opposite of a fun afternoon. Call it whatever sounds good I guess.

Left the house around 2:15 for a 3:00 appointment. Appointment is to have a very short in office procedure and see the doctor. Supposed to take about an hour total. Forced to valet because the first parking lot had at least four people circling that I saw, so there was probably more. The second parking lot was full. The third parking lot was at least a 10 minute walk and might have made me late so I was stuck going with valet which isn’t part of my routine because I like to sit in my car and have a snack before I leave. Grumble.

Check in at doctor’s office. Pay $300 between the copay and the procedure cost because my health insurance deductible isn’t satisfied yet. Wait 25 or so minutes in the waiting room. At least 20 minutes past my appointment time my name is called. Pro tip: If you have a doctor who seems to be always late, get the earliest appointment you can manage.

Medical assistant person does my vitals, tells me what to expect with procedure. (BP was good, yay!) Have problems with antibiotic and soap because of my allergies/possible reactions. Almost have a panic attack while I’m waiting for someone to come back into the exam room because I’m basically flashing back to the time an asshole doctor told me the diagnosis I clearly didn’t have, without talking to me. (He completely dismissed any of my symptoms and problems and excused me of not respecting him because I wanted to ask questions.) I didn’t want them to think I was trying to be difficult. When I realized I was near tears I recognized the panic and concentrated on breathing slowly for a minute or two. Thankfully that helped and I didn’t have to wait that long for someone to return.

Finally, 5 minute procedure is done. Get dressed. Wait for doctor to come back who, while I was there, talked to at least 2 other patients and made a phone call. I probably saw the doctor for about 15 minutes. 20 minutes absolute max. All my questions were answered and I was given a month of free samples of my med. This is a good doctor by the way. She actually called me “love” during my appointment. I have no idea if she typically runs late because it’s only the second time I’ve had an appointment with her.

Left the office, stopped at the restroom, and then left the building, ate a peanut butter cup, retrieved my car from valet ($4), and then set off home. Took about 35 minutes to get home. Traffic was lighter than I expected. On the way home I managed to miss every single gas station where I could stop to get water.  I was at the doctor longer than expected and so drank my liter bottle before I left the building. Should have bought a bottle of (overpriced) water at the gift shop. Ended up having “peanut butter cup mouth” all the way home. Home about 5:05. Soon as I got home I needed a snack before my blood sugar went any lower. The super simple procedure caused me enough pain that I’ll probably spend the rest of the evening on the couch – when I’m not doing chores. (Silly body, this pain is stupid.)

I have another doctor appointment on Thursday but it’s the chiropractor and he’s never been late.

Then on Friday I get my xolair shots and spend at least two hours at the infusion center.

Both appointments are a half an hour from home (one way).

I don’t have time to work.

Author: Histamine Queen

Nerd, wife, knitter, writer, cat mom, and comic book reader w/masters of science in Applied Sociology. I have histamine intolerance, lots of food allergies and sensitivities - including gluten. And I have multiple sclerosis fibromyalgia, asthma, drug allergies, and migraines. Basically, I have a collection of invisible chronic health problems. I don't just survive these things, but sometimes I do hate them because I see doctors so often that keeping healthy and staying full time employed is currently impossible.