I'm due to see my blood consultant tomorrow at the hospital. I have a hereditary blood disorder which can cause complications and I need to be poked and prodded twice a year to see how broken I'm getting.
I'm dreading it because I've been in a lot of pain recently and last time he told me my pain could be "psychosomatic....not that I'm making it up" Gee thanks mr. doctor man.
Even worse he told me it sounded like my Gallbladder was causing me problems....
to which I replied "Well let's go get the jar it's in and take a look then shall we" Yes my doctor had FORGOTTEN that I DON'T HAVE MY GALLBLADDER ANY MORE.
I'm fully aware tomorrow I have to fight him until he orders me some tests and get's me fixed, for months I haven't been able to walk, sit, stand or lay without being in serious discomfort and it's affecting everything I do...enough is enough!
On another note my Dad turns 60 tomorrow and finally retires from his hated job. We are having a party on Sunday and my Mum has just called me to ask me if I'll give a speech/toast. To which I said yes, because, I mean, how evil am I if I say no? But then she said "Don't do what your brother did at his 50th and say he's a git" Uh...mum..we don't have warm fuzzy feelings of him... (and I get that the REAL reason I'm being asked is because the family will be there and they want it to be a nice fuzzy speech and not my brothers mentalist account of our childhood.)
I have no idea what to say, sure we get on now I'm out of the house and we're all "adults" but being a kid there was horrible, but I'll figure it out and you guys are going to be my audience *nods* Yes I am going to put it on here before the weekend and you HAVE to tell me if it oversteps. I think I might talk about how he always seems to be tutoring me in what to do when the world falls apart, I mean I can make stuff from nothing, fish, know what wild plants are edible, can swim, can make fish traps, make fires from nothing, find shelter in a shelter-less area, direct myself without a compass....sure these skills are now rusty but I always got the feeling I was being trained for something. D will be mending things in our house or we'll be walking through the woods and I'll just mention something I've been taught over the years and he gives me this whole "how the hell do you know that?" look.