I thought the Prednisone was supposed to curb the pain. It was supposed to make the inflammation go down. It was supposed to stop the flare.
The pain isn't as bad as it was a month ago. That's an improvement. But, I was just thinking that since I've only got another week and a half to go on the Pred that I'd be pain free. Stupid doctor.
I know I need a colonoscopy. At the very least. I have a blockage. OK! Pay me the big bucks! I've made an educated diagnosis! And I didn't have to spend $200K for a quality education and a piece of paper that makes me think I'm God and treat everyone else like shit.
So, while I wait for my infusion nurse to call me back, I sit in agony. I don't want to call the jerk doctor. He'll probably tell me everything is in my head and I need a shrink. Jerk. Guess I could call my primary. Maybe I'll even see if the Urgent Care takes our insurance, then I don't have to drive far.
Maybe tomorrow. My bed is too inviting today. :)