Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong

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Hey, check it out! My neurologist's waiting room has wifi! Which rocks, because they always keep me waiting for an hour-plus.

Yes, I brought my laptop. So I could work on editing the epilepsy book, that's why. Can you think of a better setting?

Just got called in and weighed - 95 pounds. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. Losing again.

Nurse: "Are you in any pain today?"

Me: "Yes, but it's not neurological."

Nurse: *questioning look*

Me: "Fibromyalgia."

Nurse: "Oh! Me too."

She doesn't take anything for it; just takes lots of hot baths. After leaving me along in this room, she poked her head back in and said "We're gonna be all right," to which I replied, "Yes, we are."

We are.

But dammit, that weight loss. Going to try not to focus on it, as it's not what I need to be addressing today. My primary care doc and I will deal with it tomorrow.
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