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Most recently?
Start feeling sick. (Mid August.)
Continue feeling sick.
Continue feeling sick.
See a doctor. (Early October)
See doctor again.
Get put on leave of absence. (Late October.)
Work agrees to continue paying reduced wages during leave. (December.)
Continue seeing doctor, multiple times. Keep being told the same thing and sent for the same tests.
'Oh by the way this unrelated test says you have asthma.'
Referred to neurologist. Neurologist spends two minutes with me and says 'You're full of crap, go take these tests you've already taken again.'
Doctor keeps extending leave of absence due to inability to work caused by crippling headaches and dizzy spells.
Work finally says 'We're not paying you anymore.' (Feb.)
Neurologist keeps saying 'You're full of s**t, this abnormal scan doesn't mean anything- neither does this one.'
Realize that my best friend isn't who I thought she was. Proceede to have huge argument and massive depression.
Doctor keeps saying 'Derp.'
Work says 'You don't get any more time off since they can't tell us what's wrong. Get a work release and come back to work.' (May)
Doctor says 'You can't go back to work. You can't have a work release.'
Work sends my belongings and a note saying I'm fired. (March.)
I open a phone book, find another neurologist, get a referral. Turns out he's super personable and all around awesome. He sends me for one test, recommends a medication, and voila. My problems go away.
Diagnosis? You have epilepsy! Yay you.
Medication costs as much as my car payment now that my health insurance is gone. s**t.
Eyeball deep in medical bills.
Commence job search.
Ex-best friend decides she wants to make amends now that my 'problem' is dealt with. In a more loquacious manor I relay that she doesn't have a snowballs chance in hell of repairing the friendship.
Continue job search.
Continue job search.
Still working on job search. (Present)
tl;dr The American medical system sucks and doctors are pricks.
The real world was pretty depressing, to be honest. The happy places I've built for myself amongst friends (that I can physically visit or talk to here in cyberspace) was the greatest comfort, as was the knowledge that there's always SOMETHING productive that I can do. Always some way that I can make myself feel like I'm somehow useful. I can help my parents around the house, now more than before since I'm not so much a bed ridden mass of emo that I was just a few months ago before I got my wonderful wonderful medication. I can't imagine not having it again- having the headaches and constant dizzy spells again D;
That aside I try to be productive on Gaia when I'm around. I run a guild that I took over for a friend who left, I help friends judge their contests when they need a judge. I crew for a large guild, it's extremely fulfilling and I love the work I do and the people I work with there.
I draw. I have a large scale personal project I'm working on. I've got those I can work on- I can work on my databases when the mood strikes me, I can develop my characters and plots, work on my settings, or if I'm in an EXTREMELY rare mood, I can produce character art.
But, y'know.... Mostly just knowing that there's people around that I can interact with keeps me upbeat :3 I try to leave my emo at the door whenever possible unless it's something that I really REALLY need to say. Otherwise, I just have one or two friends I can talk to to get things off my chest.
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