Never ending…

I had my surgeon’s specialist appointment today and Cory, my registrar was pleased with my healing. She then asked me how I was feeling and I told her that I was very flat and very tired oh and that I have this pain in my back and I’d been short of breath and wheezy! So now I’m booked in for an xray thing on Wednesday morning, before my Infectious Diseases appointment, just in case it’s a pulmonary embolism or pleural effusion.  Yep. I then asked the million dollar question. Do I still have a stent in and if so does it need removing. Yep to that too.  FUUUUUUUUUCK. So next week some time I will be going under again to have my stent removed.  If I get acute pancreatitis this time round I will fucking well cry.  Well, I did last time so I’m sure this time I will too ha ha.  I told Cory to put on the referral thing that I don’t want fentanyl ever again as I believe that my body does weird things with it that render if ineffective.  So she wrote it in big letters for me!

Then of course while I was at the hospital my frigging real estate agent rang again and I told her again that hello, I’ve been in hospital and I thought we had an agreement that I would phone when I was ready.  In the end I told her to come Wednesday afternoon because I have had a gutful of them pestering me.  FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

And to top it all off I still have no money and the bills are mounting, not to mention the petrol and food costs.  For those questioning Centrelink in my last post, there is nothing I can do to make them process anything faster.  They’re a government agency that works at its own pace with its own archaic ridiculous rules. I’m sure they make it as difficult as possible so that people just give up and go without. I could get all the doctors and specialists in the world to lobby for me but it isn’t going to make them pay me any faster. That’s just how they work and no one or nothing can change this system.

Basically I have to suck it up and beg, borrow or steal until they decide yay or nay to giving me some of their precious dollars, that I have been a paying taxes towards for years.  PRICKS.

~ by Fen on May 28, 2012.

10 Responses to “Never ending…”

  1. If it doesn’t rain, it fucking pours…

    The pulmonary embolism scares the crap outta me. I’m surprised that they haven’t shoved you in NOW for an XRay, ffs.

    Understand that you must be feeling very freaking anxious about having the stent removed after last time, but fingers crossed that they cannot fuck up once again…surely?!

    As for Centrelink. Well…. what can I say that you don’t already know. Fucktards.

    Keeping you in my thoughts.

    • The problem is, it’s the pancreas’ reaction to the removal of the stent and no one can guess what the pancreas will do. And last time it flipped out, the time before that was fine. So i’m hoping for 3rd time lucky and that it will be okay.

      She did try to get me in tonight for an xray but they were full. I told her to do it Wednesday, if it is that well I’ve had it for a couple of weeks so another 2 days won’t hurt *famous last words*. I renewed my ambulance cover the other day 😛

  2. You’d need a CT to find a Pulmonary Embolism. I’ve had one before, in addition to a DVT. Not nice… Best of luck with it all, and keep us posted 🙂

    • yeah it’s not an xray as such, it’s different. They won’t give me a CT because I have had too many and have been exposed to too much radiation so far.

  3. Fingers crossed your pancreas is happy and damn Centrelink gets its shit together *hugs*

  4. Oh Fen, I’m so sorry you’re going through all of this! And that you’ve been going through this process for so long. Sending you an uber-dose of positive energy, and some words of encouragement to your pancreas…

  5. What about the salvos? Could they give you food or some money to help you get through?

  6. big hugs! thinking of you and wish i could be there at this time. lots of love. i’ve been reading your posts and i find it so hard to understand your illness, might be a nightmare.

    lots and lots of love. x

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