I'm alive!
Still tired, but still have a pulse.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, read my previous two entries to catch up (don't worry, they're not epic length).
I'm tired of talking about it, so I won't bore you too much with it.
I will offer a brief update.
Apparently my heart is fine. I say apparently because my doctor didn't say anything about the test results. Which I suppose is a good sign.
Speaking of my doctor, I finally got to see him last week. Got to explain briefly why I've been getting these tests.
As for more tests, my counsellor suggested a clinic in Toronto where they will basically test me for everything.
I had heard mention of a clinic like that, but it seemed odd that medicare would cover mass diagnostics without even needing a referral.
But it's true.
So, the first week in May, I'll be in Toronto for tests. Yes, a week. That's how through the testing is. They told me to plan for a full week of examinations and tests, since it's a minimum of three days, more depending on what they do or don't find.
I'm pretty happy about this. I was dreading having a few tests, then later a few more, and then later a few more, and so on, until they either found something or gave up. This way, I get pretty much everything tested all at once.
Of course, the way my mind works, I start to worry, what even after all that, they don't find anything wrong.
I know that infrequently depression can cause severe fatigue, but without the usual melancholy associated with depression.
If the tests don't find anything, then I have to assume it actually is my depression, in which case I figure I'll beg for ECT treatment, since that apparently can help alleviate even depression that doesn't involve crushing sadness.
Okay, enough of my medical junk.
I like that I'll be able to spend a bit of time in Toronto, but I hate that I'll have to borrow money from my mom to pay for the trip. And by borrow, I mean she gives me the money and I pay her back someday, like when I win the lottery. I really feel bad about that.
I don't know that I'd be having much fun while in Toronto, between being poked and prodded by doctors and not having any money, I doubt I'll be doing anything in my downtime.
But, I'm happy that the annual SG gala in Toronto is happening in June. I've been to the last two, and have had a lot of fun.
If you live in the Toronto area, you MUST attend.
And even if you don't live anywhere near Toronto (like me), you should attend if possible. People come from even further away than me just to be there. Yes, it really is that much fun. I've already taken my suit in for dry-cleaning in preparation.
Well, I'll wrap up now.
Still tired, but still have a pulse.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, read my previous two entries to catch up (don't worry, they're not epic length).
I'm tired of talking about it, so I won't bore you too much with it.
I will offer a brief update.
Apparently my heart is fine. I say apparently because my doctor didn't say anything about the test results. Which I suppose is a good sign.
Speaking of my doctor, I finally got to see him last week. Got to explain briefly why I've been getting these tests.
As for more tests, my counsellor suggested a clinic in Toronto where they will basically test me for everything.
I had heard mention of a clinic like that, but it seemed odd that medicare would cover mass diagnostics without even needing a referral.
But it's true.
So, the first week in May, I'll be in Toronto for tests. Yes, a week. That's how through the testing is. They told me to plan for a full week of examinations and tests, since it's a minimum of three days, more depending on what they do or don't find.
I'm pretty happy about this. I was dreading having a few tests, then later a few more, and then later a few more, and so on, until they either found something or gave up. This way, I get pretty much everything tested all at once.
Of course, the way my mind works, I start to worry, what even after all that, they don't find anything wrong.
I know that infrequently depression can cause severe fatigue, but without the usual melancholy associated with depression.
If the tests don't find anything, then I have to assume it actually is my depression, in which case I figure I'll beg for ECT treatment, since that apparently can help alleviate even depression that doesn't involve crushing sadness.
Okay, enough of my medical junk.
I like that I'll be able to spend a bit of time in Toronto, but I hate that I'll have to borrow money from my mom to pay for the trip. And by borrow, I mean she gives me the money and I pay her back someday, like when I win the lottery. I really feel bad about that.
I don't know that I'd be having much fun while in Toronto, between being poked and prodded by doctors and not having any money, I doubt I'll be doing anything in my downtime.
But, I'm happy that the annual SG gala in Toronto is happening in June. I've been to the last two, and have had a lot of fun.
If you live in the Toronto area, you MUST attend.
And even if you don't live anywhere near Toronto (like me), you should attend if possible. People come from even further away than me just to be there. Yes, it really is that much fun. I've already taken my suit in for dry-cleaning in preparation.
Well, I'll wrap up now.
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