July 26, 2002
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I can’t sleep, and I haven’t ‘blogged much lately, so here goes.
Yesterday I went and ate dinner with Chris, a friend of mine in Houston, from back before I left. Afterwards, we paid a visit to Donna. Bright geeky people. Donna showed me a few episodes of Invader Zim, which I hadn’t seen before. Clever show, if a little too hyperactive for me.
I’m tired of being in Houston, but I’m here seeking the holy diagnostic grail. I went to see a neurologist who interrupted me all the time and totally ignored what I was trying to tell him. I made it to the appointment, though; the anxiety attack occurred inside the office while waiting for him to show up. I blame the horrid fluorescent lighting. He walked in to find me drinking water out of the sink with my cupped hands, trying to dilute my brain chemistry. (If you ever find yourself emotionally overwhelmed, drink lots of water. You’ll need to pee, but you’ll feel better.) It was all downhill after that until I got back to an even keel. Even still, he interrupted me throughout the whole thing, even while I was asking him to not interrupt me.
Feh.
The bright side, though, is that the next one can’t be as bad. Er, I hope.
Comments (5)
you should have kicked him in the shin and screamed…FLUFFY SLIPPERS FOR FLIPPERS!
who knows, it might have helped…he probably would have stopped interupting you.
Wow. I will remember to drink water today.
Depending on my mood I might have screamed “Will you shut the f—k up!” Obviously, this is one of those doctors with a god complex.
That tip for washing out the brain chemicals is a good one. Needs to be made more public. Your blog’s a PSA! I hope the next doc’s not so stupid. I’ve met so few really sharp ones. I’m wishing you well.
And thanks for the “Red Molly” song. I don’t think I ever heard it. I’m pretty sure I would have remembered that, “red hair and black leather,” line.
Utah Phillips says flourescent lighting makes kids crazy–it’s designed to do it. Probably makes sensitive adults crazy, too.
I like to remind doctors who won’t listen that I am paying them for a service and the service I require is that htey shut the hell up til I am done. But I don’t much like them anyway.
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