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What a shitty way to start a day. I went to do my blood test, usual stuff, but this time my stupid doctor decided he wanted to check every single thing he could think of, and in the end they had to take ten fucking samples of my blood. By the eight one, I fainted. Man, I've had low blood pressure since the Clinton administration, I should have known it would have ended like that. Luckly the nurses were fast at catching me, they put me on a bed, and I had to stay there half an hour before I could stand up and walk back home. The worst part about it is that five out of ten samples are completely useless, just because my doctor wanted to play guinea pig on me. I called my oncologist as soon as I got back home, told him what happened, and asked him to talk with my doctor about it.

I'm so angry, you have no idea. When you can't trust your own doctor, whom can you trust? It's going to take a few days before I feel fine again, but if I eat enough meat and eggs I think by sunday I should be alright.

I'm glad the universe has a good timing, though, because just a few minutes ago the postman came to deliver this and this, a whole week earlier than the delivery date they gave me on amazon! Weee!

Something funny happened as well: while I was laying there waiting for my vision to get less blurry, on the radio they started playing Hotel California. One of the nurses told me: "Listen to this song, it's so beautiful you'll feel better in a minute". And it worked! :D All hail the power of the Eagles.

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What a shitty way to start a day. I went to do my blood test, usual stuff, but this time my stupid doctor decided he wanted to check every single thing he could think of, and in the end they had to take ten fucking samples of my blood. By the eight one, I fainted. Man, I've had low blood pressure since the Clinton administration, I should have known it would have ended like that. Luckly the nurses were fast at catching me, they put me on a bed, and I had to stay there half an hour before I could stand up and walk back home. The worst part about it is that five out of ten samples are completely useless, just because my doctor wanted to play guinea pig on me. I called my oncologist as soon as I got back home, told him what happened, and asked him to talk with my doctor about it.

I'm so angry, you have no idea. When you can't trust your own doctor, whom can you trust? It's going to take a few days before I feel fine again, but if I eat enough meat and eggs I think by sunday I should be alright.

I'm glad the universe has a good timing, though, because just a few minutes ago the postman came to deliver this and this, a whole week earlier than the delivery date they gave me on amazon! Weee!

Something funny happened as well: while I was laying there waiting for my vision to get less blurry, on the radio they started playing Hotel California. One of the nurses told me: "Listen to this song, it's so beautiful you'll feel better in a minute". And it worked! :D All hail the power of the Eagles.

(no subject)

What a shitty way to start a day. I went to do my blood test, usual stuff, but this time my stupid doctor decided he wanted to check every single thing he could think of, and in the end they had to take ten fucking samples of my blood. By the eight one, I fainted. Man, I've had low blood pressure since the Clinton administration, I should have known it would have ended like that. Luckly the nurses were fast at catching me, they put me on a bed, and I had to stay there half an hour before I could stand up and walk back home. The worst part about it is that five out of ten samples are completely useless, just because my doctor wanted to play guinea pig on me. I called my oncologist as soon as I got back home, told him what happened, and asked him to talk with my doctor about it.

I'm so angry, you have no idea. When you can't trust your own doctor, whom can you trust? It's going to take a few days before I feel fine again, but if I eat enough meat and eggs I think by sunday I should be alright.

I'm glad the universe has a good timing, though, because just a few minutes ago the postman came to deliver this and this, a whole week earlier than the delivery date they gave me on amazon! Weee!

Something funny happened as well: while I was laying there waiting for my vision to get less blurry, on the radio they started playing Hotel California. One of the nurses told me: "Listen to this song, it's so beautiful you'll feel better in a minute". And it worked! :D All hail the power of the Eagles.