Bloody hellfire.

   I don't have much luck with the doctors at my surgery.  Lisa had the 14:50 appointment with the same doc I was seeing at 15:00.  She goes in, comes out ten minutes later, she tells me he's a really nice doctor, was very thorough with her, and that we won't have to speak Spanglish any more.   I wait for my name to flash up on the display.  Nothing.  We sit for fifteen minutes and wait.      I notice the Catalan Assassin's last patient hasn't come out.  Damn, this doctor must be waiting to speak to her about me, she was the last person I saw.  Her last patient comes out, five minutes later two names flash up on the screen, mine for my doctor and one for the C.A.  I walk in, sit down, he is sitting (well, slouching) in his chair, hands behind his head as if he's on a beach.  OK.... not a good start, and I'm a bit freaked out considering Lisa has just said how nice he was with her.  He asks what's wrong, I say "I have intracranial hypertension..." and he cuts me off with "Ha!  How do you know that?"  Oh dear.  So I say "Er, I was diagnosed with it six years ago and had a shunt fitted in 2002, that's how I know!"  He seems to lighten up a bit.  I tell him about the pressure headache/eye thing.  Mentioned that my shunt had become kinked, or blocked, again with the derison "How on Earth do you know that?"  *sigh*  I explained that after five years it's pretty frigging obvious.  Aside from the pain, there's a big clue-by-four in that the small of my back, where the cerebrospinal fluid drains to, is red hot when it's working ok.  I check it every day, if it's cool or cold then something's not flowing properly.  He also seemed unsure that anyone could know if they had a low-pressure headache.  This tells me he's never had the 'pleasure' of having one!

  He's advised me to see an opthalmologist (I'm getting the tests done at Tesco, it's cheaper!) and then it can be decided whether it's a refractive eye problem or a neurological one.  I'm not sure what would be worst to be honest.  Eye problem means my brain isn't acting up, brain problem means it can probably be fixed.  Oh who'd be a woman?

  In other news the rabbits have a new way of communicating their need to be chased, it's called "biting your bloody knees until you move, fat human"  Also, my nailbeds and lips are dark blue, it's not even cold, I don't feel wheezy or anything.  No reason to think my oxygen intake is at fault today!  Don't want to take any meds, I'm on a promise later, I want to stay drug-free!

 Time for cake.