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What is Hell?

Hell is a waiting room where your number is never called.

Not going to post too much detail but I’ve made literally dozens of phone calls, drove dozens of miles and so far, have made no progress in getting a GP doctor. Sentara Norfolk is also under a huge amount of construction so it was a maze to navigate with at least 10 elevator rides.

Still thinking of a name for my brain passenger too. Cthulhu is the prime candidate but it will be a while before I settle on a proper name. After talking to Lindsey, Pinky is another option (like Pinky and the Brain).


The title is molasses and that’s how I feel and how it feels going through “the system” of healthcare. I won’t complain too long but as it is I’ve likely made a dozen phone calls and I have more to make even still just to get a primary care provider. I’m thankful for my family being so involved, however, with my dad keeping me company and my sisters keeping in constant contact.

And in other news, my [insert name of brain passenger here, TBD still] has been with me since at least 2012, since it showed up on a CT scan back then too! It gets a “Lifetime Achievement Award” ;)

The itenerary for today:

  • phone calls
  • more phone calls
  • lunch
  • Finally schedule an appointment with the doctor I want
  • Brains

    A quick little update – I checked with a previous time I had a CT scan and the cyst showed up then too! I’ve had this thing for forever! It has grown slightly since then but all the more reason to get a primary care provider and talk it over with them.

    A quick word

    Some of my readers know more than others, but in any case I’m picking up my blogging for a bit more to keep all my friends and family in the loop. The reason for this is because I was in and out of the hospital recently and I want to pay back how much support I received while in there. Feel free to share these posts, as I’m not going to put anything in here that I don’t mind the whole internet knowing (Hello, NSA ;] )

    A little under 2 weeks ago I was hit with a panic attack and my sister and my best friend woke up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday morning to come comfort me. It passed slowly, but by Monday I thought I was fine. I went to work for a couple days and then Wednesday I had another panic attack. This started my hospital visits, from Wednesday to Monday of the next week I was in and out of the hospital trying to figure out what was going on. Now I’m on the path to learning what makes my body special and getting myself back to normal. One thing that is interesting is I have a cyst in my brain, at the top of my head that is arachnid (that is, it spiders into the crevasses of the brain). I was told I likely have had it since birth.

    Now, I’m resting at home and trying to catch up on all I missed.

    To do: Research my new medication, find a primary care provider and think of a name for the passenger in my skull.
    I’m thinking Cthulhu, but I’m open to suggestions. :)

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