I got kicked out of the hospital this morning. I'm not sure if I should file a complaint or not. The doctor remarked that I was in the hospital a lot. No shit? With all that is wrong with my spine, it's no wonder. He said he didn't want to give me anything for the pain. Instead, he gave me a perscription. Dude, if I wanted pills, I'd go to my freaking doctor, not the hospital. I wanted something immediate because the pain was just that bad. He wouldn't even let me stay and lay down for just a few minutes. Sitting upright was killing me, and I didn't think I could handle the drive home yet. They weren't busy at all, and he was like "you have to leave." Ass. I'd wish he could go through what I do every single day, but I can't bring myself to be that cruel to anyone.
On a happy note, I finally have a primary care physician. I think all of the insurance problems have been ironed out. I hate aetna. Words cannot express the level of my hatred for this onsurance company, or even my employer for that matter for offering such shitty plans.
I have a doctors appointment tomorrow. I think I might see if a back brace will help. I'd prefer a corset (heh) but I doubt insurance would cover it.
Mike has been talking more about moving in together. I'm scared to believe him. He doesn't seem to know what he wants. I'm scared to get excited about it. I started looking at houses, against my better judgment. I found the perfect house. It's not far from where I live now, and it's a 4 bedroom/2.5 bath with hardwood floors and a fenced in back yard. It's in a really nice neighborhood and the price is right. I want to want it, but I'm terrified of being let down. He seems sincere.... The move in date is June 15th. I guess we'll see.
--sektie's sidekick
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