Perfect the next - just don't get sick up here if you can help it.
I got my two specialist appointments from the seizure, stress attack, whatever it was two and a half weeks ago. The psychologist will take a month and a bit, while the neurologist doesn't have a spare slot until early March, just under three months away. When the secretary or whatever you call them nowadays said the next available appointment is 7 March, I was a bit in shock, and said I would think about it.
Of course, I got back to them a couple hours later and said yeah, book me in for then. I thought briefly of talking to my GP to get another referral to a specialist who may be less busy, but then considered the fact that this was the second neurologist I had been referred to, the first one who advised they weren't taking on any new patients at this time, and my mother said a three month wait wasn't TOO bad, so rather than be picky and ask for a third referral, I will just shut up, grin, bear it, and hope I don't flake out the next three months.
Or maybe that would be a good idea, get the thing fast tracked more. One of the funny in a worrying sense way things that has happened the last couple weeks, is that when I am out and about in crowds, shopping centres and the such, I am feeling nauseous, dizzy and all that. A bit of a worry, but this whole stress and seizure thing is such a chicken and egg story, which started first, because both are making the other worse, vicious circle - and no, this isn't my normal over analysing at all.
I was having my hair cut in the Myer Centre today, and my concentration, my sense of well being, just completely went out the window. Nausea threatening to overwhelm me - the hubbub of the crowds outside, the feeling my head was too heavy to hold up, perhaps wanting to close my eyes and fall asleep - and no, I wasn't tired when I went out to town at all. Just a sense of being overwhelmed - worrying.
More later
Paul
I got my two specialist appointments from the seizure, stress attack, whatever it was two and a half weeks ago. The psychologist will take a month and a bit, while the neurologist doesn't have a spare slot until early March, just under three months away. When the secretary or whatever you call them nowadays said the next available appointment is 7 March, I was a bit in shock, and said I would think about it.
Of course, I got back to them a couple hours later and said yeah, book me in for then. I thought briefly of talking to my GP to get another referral to a specialist who may be less busy, but then considered the fact that this was the second neurologist I had been referred to, the first one who advised they weren't taking on any new patients at this time, and my mother said a three month wait wasn't TOO bad, so rather than be picky and ask for a third referral, I will just shut up, grin, bear it, and hope I don't flake out the next three months.
Or maybe that would be a good idea, get the thing fast tracked more. One of the funny in a worrying sense way things that has happened the last couple weeks, is that when I am out and about in crowds, shopping centres and the such, I am feeling nauseous, dizzy and all that. A bit of a worry, but this whole stress and seizure thing is such a chicken and egg story, which started first, because both are making the other worse, vicious circle - and no, this isn't my normal over analysing at all.
I was having my hair cut in the Myer Centre today, and my concentration, my sense of well being, just completely went out the window. Nausea threatening to overwhelm me - the hubbub of the crowds outside, the feeling my head was too heavy to hold up, perhaps wanting to close my eyes and fall asleep - and no, I wasn't tired when I went out to town at all. Just a sense of being overwhelmed - worrying.
More later
Paul
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