Whew, I talked with 3 ladies from the business office for probably 20 minutes before I went down the hall for my blood draw. Then they weighed me & rushed me into the exam room. I talked with my nurse-she's so nice, and asked about folic acid & she said 'you've not been taking this!?' oh boy, so now I will be and hopefully it will help me avoid/heal the mouth sores that Mtx gives me.
My Dr said my results are good, and I don't have to have blood drawn for 3 months now, yeah. I'll see him again in 6 months. He didn't tell me any of my levels-they give you the results online now. I should have asked for a new username, I could probably do that via phone though.
While I was there, I saw a young girl, probably about 11, who was really having a hard time walking. It was her first time there. I felt so bad for her. I really don't remember having difficulty walking when I was little. I have pictures of a really swollen knee & of the other ankle. I just wanted to play outside with my siblings & didn't let anything stop me.
After seeing the Dr, I went back to the business office & with their help-decided that the insurance plans that I have been researching, aren't that good, so I self-paid again. Maybe I'll just wait another year & 4 months until I can get Medicare on disability. It's so hard to not have insurance. I've never not had any until I couldn't manage the Cobra payments after I was let go.
I'm not too worried about waiting for a mammogram or pelvic exam since I've been good the last few years on those. But I really need to see the ENT guy so that I can get more meds for my allergies. I have to see my urologist & opthamologist yearly. I would like to see the dermatologist again too, as I'm fighting with a very large stubborn callous that won't go away, on my left heel.
Next week, it will be a year since I was let go & also the anniversary of Mom's death. I'll probably get a bit depressed-but maybe not. I should be celebrating that I got out of that toxic work environment. I think I will, maybe I'll bake a cake!
Christine