I start my college course on 21st Sept.
Bricking it? Me?
WELL FUCKING OBVIOUSLY!!
I know why I’m freaking about it though, and there’s nothing I can change about that. It’s not the place, or the staff, or the photography processes that you have to do (although I hate the darkroom as I’m useless – I can’t understand a word anyone says to me as I can’t see their face and lights are banned in there). What I’m all antsy about is the meeting new people thing as I tank badly at this. The hearing thing digs its heels in here and I have no idea what people are saying to me. So I come off a bit thick, cos I’m agreeing to god knows what, or I seem rude b/c they think I’m ignoring them.
Sucks, but what can you do?
I get Mondays off though. The first two Mondays off I’ve got are already booked up with appointment-fun-ness. The first one is on the 27th, I’ve got the joy of going to the dentist b/c who doesn’t like being asked questions from upside down that you can’t even answer b/c someone has their fingers in your mouth poking at your teeth? And then on the 4th Oct I’ve got clinic, which my Mum is coming with me to b/c I’m really sick of my dr right now.
There are two other consultants for the chest clinic. One who’s been there for ages but apparently is ‘really on the ball’ and he’s a laugh too, b/c I’ve spoken with him a few times. And he also doesn’t take any shit, if you piss him off or act like a moron, he’ll call you on it. The other dr is new, young, and fucking hell he’s fit. And to me, he’s way better than my current dr b/c when I had to go on the pred increase to 30mg for 5 days, it was his idea – my lungs were being temperamental bastards, as always, and had been increasingly painful for a few days, till I just got beyond tired of it and asked my Dad to call the hospital, to which they’d just said to bring me in to morning clinic. That’s the first time I saw that younger dr (b/c my normal one wasn’t there that morning, or something to that effect) and he sent me for an xray and then told me to increase pred for a bit. Which is a damn sight more than my dr has ever suggested. Even after I’d landed myself in hospital from it, he never gave me any pred. It was a few weeks later at a clinic appt, that he decided to bring up my IgE levels of 2000+ (from blood tests taken whilst I was in hosp) and say ‘hey, pred might be an idea’.
At least theres someone who knows what they're doing in that hospital.
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