I got my scan results back. Apparently there’s a lot of inflammation around my appendix which is spreading out throughout my abdomen and causing a lot of swelling and unnecessary pain. They don’t know why and they didn’t take the right tests to be sure that it’s not caused by something else that I would need antibiotics for.

I’m basically supposed to wait and see and if I get a lot worse, go to urgent care and get tested ALL OVER AGAIN because even though I’ve taken urine tests, a blood test, and gotten a CT scan, they apparently didn’t test for the right things to make sure I’m not having inflammation due to an infection. I’ve got needle bruising on both my arms. I’m going to look like a heroin junkie if they keep making me take tests.

She said that if it is just inflammation from god knows what, they just “treat that through pain management,” which last I checked, isn’t actually treating the problem, just the symptom. And this percocet they gave me? Does nothing. Apparently the dose they gave me doesn’t affect me at all and I can’t reach my doctor to get anything else until 9:30 Monday morning when I’m supposed to go back to school and basically resume my life. I could take more, I guess, but I’m just not comfortable with that.

Kaiser is really big on this whole “wait and see” method of caring for their patients, which frankly, I don’t have fucking time for. I’m thinking of just waiting until 2am and going to the fucking emergency room so I can get seen by a real doctor because if I go at a time where Kaiser is open, they won’t cover it, and the last time I went to the ER, everyone in there was competent and incredibly caring. 

I have had a lot of weird health stuff over the years. Kidney stones, ovarian cysts, the tendency to become violently ill and needing to be hospitalized for no apparent reason, respiratory infections, and now inflammation around my appendix that is “not appendicitis” but they have no idea why. Every time I go in they basically say “I don’t know” for about 4 appointments and then they send me to a specialist and I wait forever and they say “maybe it’s this, go home and rest, have some drugs.” I even remember a trip to a counselor when I was 15 and my mom found out I was cutting and they told her that it was a “superficial problem.” 

Yesterday my doctor literally said “I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s kidney stones, maybe it’s cystitis not caused by an infection for no apparent reason, what kind of pain medication do you want?” Didn’t want to make sure, didn’t want to find out why, just wanted me out. She wasn’t even my doctor, because my doctor is on vacation.

I went home and tried to flush my body with fluids, in case it was a kidney stone. Today I ended up in so much pain that I was in tears on the phone while the advice nurse basically talked down to me for 10 minutes while I was waiting for her to find me an appointment, calling me “honey” with a total attitude and asking me if I had any “recent sexual activity that would have caused this?” and asked “how did I know I wasn’t pregnant?” Apparently if you’re sexually active you’re an idiot who has crazy sex that causes you bodily harm and has no idea how to prevent pregnancy or tell if you are pregnant. She also said “well, if it really does hurt that bad, honey why didn’t you just call an ambulance?” in the most condescending tone ever.

I’d honestly rather google my symptoms and try to find home remedies for things that are wrong with me rather than going and getting treated. Just ask my boyfriend, he has to drag me in to the office because I am so fed up with being told that my problem doesn’t matter, isn’t important, doesn’t exist, and is not an emergency when realistically the amount of tests they’ve done could never prove that. I could go home and die and they wouldn’t have even tried to stop it. In fact, when I was 16 I stopped showing up to psychiatry appointments and went off my meds cold turkey and no one ever called me. I seriously could have killed myself and that psychiatrist probably wouldn’t have known about it.

Edit: About an hour and half after taking the percocet, it hit me so hard that I almost puked and now I’m trying to just chill out. 

tl;dr version: Kaiser is the worst healthcare provider. Their entire staff is completely incompetent and if I die my family should sue.

I’m going to start doing video blogs about my toy collecting. This includes Kotobukiya/Yamato/other anime girl figures, My Little Pony, Monster High, Kid Robot, Junko Mizuno, McFarlane, Tokidoki & more.

Coming soon: a no makeup & pajama review about the colossal disappointment that is the Monster High Create a Monster Line.

Get ready!

I showed my mom my shirt and told her that Garrus was my space boyfriend and she said looked at it very confused and said “Oh. Okay. Well he’s very attractive so good job I guess.”

Zoey’s on this new medication to help her with her coughing. It’s an anti-inflammatory and she isn’t coughing at all, but she’s just not excited about anything.

I’m making a fool out of myself going “ZOEY! ZOOOOEYYY! GET EXCIIIITEDDD ZOEEEYYY! OH MY GOODNESS! ZOE! ZOEEYY! YAYY! ZOE! OH MY GOD ZOE! LET’S PLAY ZOEYYY!” and she’s just looking at me like