I don’t quite know what the fuck is going on here…I am convinced now that there is some kind of karmic retribution going on all around me…
Two weeks ago, I was at a lovely bar with a lovely man. On my way out the door, my knee gave out. I had surgery on this knee over a year ago, and it STILL GIVES OUT. Well, I busted my knee open on the sidewalk, (the city just put in new slate sidewalks) and I bruised the back of my kneecap. I went to the doctor that did the surgery on my knee, and he tells me that it’s probably going to be weak for the rest of my life. EXCUSE ME? Did I not have surgery to CORRECT THIS? Did my insurance company not just pay you almost $7000 for an hour’s worth of work?
Two days later, my mother’s cousin had to have her leg amputated from the knee down due to a circulation problem. When it was finally diagnosed, there was nothing that could be done. I know that she is one of those people who doesn’t like to complain. But hell, wouldn’t you complain if your leg started turning blue? Would you not seek medical attention at the first sign of it? How fucking smart is this? She could still be able to walk around without the use of a walker if she had just bothered to say, “hey, something’s wrong here!”
I had to take my little brother to the hospital ER last Friday night. He previously cracked 5 ribs, falling off of a wall in Asheville, NC. Recent x-rays show that all is well, but there is some sort of odd, sharp, radiating pain below his ribs, by his stomach. 4 doctors have not been able to tell him what it is. 4 doctors, with medical degrees, and two of them one of the top ten hospitals in the country. You would think that if we rate in the top ten in the country, that we would have doctors that could diagnose illness and not just say, take some aspirin for the pain and check back in a week.
His little sister (he is not blood-related) was induced on Wednesday to have her baby. Last night, he left like a bat out of hell because she still had not had the baby and was starting to have complications. She lives 4 hours away, so he had to drive to Jacksonville at 6 at night. I have not heard from him yet. You would think that after 24 hours they would have said, “hey, do you want us to do a c-section so you don’t have to sit here agonizing over this pain?”
The SO came into town yesterday, and didn’t call me until today. Apparently he had a doctor’s appointment yesterday. They told him that he would have to come back in 6 months to get his pacemaker replaced. We expected this, but we did not expect them to also add that he would have to have angioplasty done, because one of the valves in his heart is closing back up again. This is part of the heart problem that he was born with. He is only 24 years old. I am so scared about this right now that I could cry, but I’m pissed instead.
I’m just trying to comprehend the fact that almost every single important person in my life right now is having some sort of health crisis. What the fuck is going on? I mean, this many people, within the span of two weeks? Did I piss off some god/goddess of health and well-being? Why does everyone (myself included) have to start falling apart just when I finally got my shit together? I know that “when it rains, it pours”, but damn. I know this is not much of a rant, and it probably deserves to be somewhere else, but I am just so pissed off right now that I could care less.
