Never go looking for a problem
I was trying to find a way to get the day off on monday to do something at university, work wouldn't give me the day off as there is no time off available in this month. Awesome, just what I needed; two places I have to be at the same time.
So I went looking for a valid medical reason as to why I couldn't be at work, well I found one. My headaches were getting worse and I was pretty sure I knew what it was.
So I asked....
Everything is all bent out of shape again and worse than before, now my nose is completely closed on the left side. I have to physically open it to even pass any air through at all.
Soooooo looks like I have a reason not to go to work on Monday and not even uni either; it's another fucking cat scan.. awesome!
Not only do I not get get to do the thing I was finding an excuse for, but I don't get a medical cert for the cat scan. Brilliant!
EDIT: Scan will be Monday(tomorrow) or Tuesday.
EDIT 2: Okay so at this point surgery might not be option one, I have things to discuss with my specialist. They're going to start me on steroids and pain killers, then just steroids.
If this works them no need for surgery, I'll just have to take steroids until it gets worse.
If it doesn't work I'll be under the knife again within weeks.
I'm trying not to make people worry and there are other tests to go, so I've just told everyone that nothing is wrong. An MRI isn't out of the question at this point, we'll have to see what comes of the next appointment.
Seriously people?
So this morning I'm catching the train in to work and everything is normal. I get to Perth train station and to the platform I need to be on to head to subi. As I'm going down the escalator I see a young lad, no older than about 16 or 17 and he's trying to get peoples attention every once and a while.
For the most part he's not speaking loud enough for them to hear and merely gesturing. They can see him, they just choose to ignore him. Not one bloody person stopped to ask him what he was after. I'm starting to walk by and I he hasn't tried to approach me, but I ask anyway. Clearly apparent is that he needs some assistance and that what ever he needs he can't do it himself.
Turns out he was a special needs boy and his shoes had come untied, all he wanted was a little help tying them up again. I think about 4 of the people that ignored him looked over and must have thought I was a nutter, tying some fella's shoes up in the middle of the station. Something clearly evident in their expressions.
Seriously people, get your heads out of your asses...
Time marches on.
I seem to be updating more often, heh. Bit of an oddity that, but either way;
Now that everything is lifting off my shoulders and the uncertainties are pretty much all gone, add to that I'm able to act more myself of late. I feel so very much happier these days and I think it'll start showing a lot more.
School is all lined up and I might be able to keep my job apparently.
Could things be falling in to place for once? Time will tell.
