You are harsh and mean and scary.
You called me in for an appt but made me feel like I shouldn't have been there, I feel so unsupported and unhappy and was shaking by the time I left your office, you have no idea do you??
You're making me have a bone-density scan in the hope to 'shock' me out of all this- I'm not even thin enough to be classed as 'in this', can't you see all the fat? Are you talking about someone else?!
Not only is it scary that I have to have vits/minerals/endless tablets to supplement my food intake you wouldn't even tell me if they were veggie or not (one lot wasn't so now I have to go back to you for one that is). You now tell me that I have to be weighed once a month each time I go for a blood test with the nurse.
I managed to escape all this monitoring and now it has all crept up on me again.
Last time I had a blood test, not only did it hurt like hell, the nurse told me I was too dehydrated to fill a whole pot up (but thankfully what she did get was useful enough to whoever tested it) and you told me to drink more next time I come in so its easier... of course I can't drink more! I don't drink AT ALL unless I'm sat down having a weak moment or Mum won't let me leave without taking a sip---- so how does this work then? Who in the right mind would drink before getting weighed? How am I supposed to drink something, have a blood test and then be weighed without peeing it out first????
I had a slip with some squash the other day, I was so thirsty and couldn't help but drink a glass, which turned into 2.... the shame I felt was horrible. I must have sat on the toilet for a good hour or so squeezing my stomach trying to pee it all out.
That's become a bit of a habit now, sitting on the toilet trying to get stuff out- even if I know its not been digested yet; I can't help it, I sit there for hours trying sooooo hard to get it out- if only I could manage to throw it up, things would be so much easier- even if I can't get any results, it makes me feel better for trying.
So you see doctor, how can I tackle this situation?? Do you want blood from me- or do you want me to be weighed??
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