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Today totally backfired. I went in to play hookie and just get a note and left with two bags of IV fluid pumping through me. It was incredibly interesting. I got pretty emotional because of it though.
I haven't commented or done much today on opuss. Mainly because I have spent much of the afternoon sitting in a hospital outpatients (again) hearing things I didn't particularly want to hear (again).
I went to the orthopedist today... the doctor's first concern was that I may have torn a major ligament in my foot, and if I did, I would need surgery.
Well, when you're poorly, Where do you go but...the docs, You give him the symptoms, He gives you the potion, and good advice to be taken, Label tells the how & the when, Advice taken, And what do...
The C word, One of the most fearful things, No one likes it, Why would they. The C word, You don't want to, Speak, Or hear it, It's that bad.
The sickness crept in. Into my mind so cold. It lay dormant and still. Taking an invisible hold. It remained stagnant. I was unaware of it's grasp. Until it was too late. I panic and gasp.
They say that painkillers kill the pain, When in fact they just shut off the pain pathway to your brain, The pain is still very much there, But you can't feel it so you don't care, Paracetamol,...
Had jabs today... I was fine until I wasn't allowed one because I'd taken PARACETAMOL!!!. *annoyed* But I did get one at 11 am.
It comes and goes. But when its there. Is causes my world. To stop and stare. The horrid ache. Of my banging head. Causes my eyes. To feel like there dead. Its makes me feel ill. And so horrid inside.
So for a while I'd not been feeling right Seeing a doctor gives me a fright But things were beginning to get to me Thought it was time I had an MOT She almost laughed looking at my long...
Sound, a hammer to the mind,. Every thought is left behind,. Pills and tablets on the floor,. Pixel light, can take no more,. Silence, golden, gold as gold,. For gold is gold or so I'm told,.
H opefilled feelings mixed with fear and grief. O verwhelming urges to run away and weep. S leepless nights as bedside vigils are kept. P atients seek diagnoses and prognosis to be set.
Racing flat foot to my car, I suddenly paused..., not to go far. I felt a strange sensation in my calf, I tore the bloody muscle, it's no laugh.
There's this pain Kind of unbearable Went to the doctor He was sceptical Took blood out of me Pushed his finger up in me Made me piss in a bottle Come in a cup Scoop a poop sample Pressed ears to...
*warning; swear words* So today I got my braces, And they're really FUCKING painful. I know I'll come out happy, That the metal's really gainful. My jaw feels just... On fire.
Apologies to all my followers for not writing sooner...
(This may be not a poem or a story, but I was wondering if anyone could help) Hello guys. This Opuss, is a bit like the one called 'Medicine?' that I posted.
Over the last few days, I have been contemplating the process of vomiting, in-between vomiting as part of the most violent bout of V&D I have ever had the misfortune to be involved in.