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X-rays and MRIs. Serrriously!

*fuming*

Add ultrasounds and other stupid scans too.

Back Off!

It does not necessarily have to be true that I'm the only confused person around. Some doctors are too. No offense, they're well qualified and all of that, but how am I to lose weight if I am telling you that I cannot even walk? I'm asking for a cure for the problem that's causing me trouble walking, and you're saying that you lose weight and your problem will be taken care of. Also, you can take this medicine which might probably increase your weight. Phew!

Ok, let's calm down. We need to take more medicineS for the next one month. Physiotherapy did not help after all. Landed me up in that creepy machine that does the MRI scan too. It was a funny experience! It had three basic phases - one where everything is quiet, and you just feel cold air floating around you. The second is when there are all kinds of sounds being produced - I noticed that some of them went like zoing zoing zoing, and yippee yippee yippee. Please don't mistake them for something funny...their intensity was quite creepy and these were only the underlying sounds. All was fine until this phase. Then came the one where everything started vibrating. Whoa! Vibrations PLUS the noise. For a moment I felt like pressing the emergency alarm because the gear that was around my head and ears was closing in on me. And the man there had warned me of every experience I might have inside, but not that. But it's official, I am a brave girl. I did not interrupt the process. Also, I was only slightly claustrophobic, and I hear that that much is normal for anyone who gets that test done. So I'm fine. Yay.

Went back to the doc after getting the test done yesterday. One thing's for sure...I am completely sick and tired of WAITING! Bloody! For every goddamn thing I'm being made to wait so much nowadays. Anyway. So I got lots of tablets and capsules prescribed for the next one month. And it got decided that I will commit a random murder (of the first non-nice person that comes in front of me) if things don't get better.
Came back home to generally read up about my symptoms and the medicines on Google. Found a website with a forum only for people who have back pain. It was kinda amusing to see such a thing online even though I know that one can find absolutely anything under the sun on the internet. And people's signatures had their symptoms listed. Real funny stuff! :-)

Anyway. Got one exam left to go. Really hoping for it to go well. So wish me luck. And I'll see you soon. Tada!! :-)

Random

Sad news: the flab is coming back. Uh, all that sweat! It is moments like this that make you want to go, "Why god, why...why me?" But can you blame me if I had a bad fall last year? If other than dislocating a bone, I also screwed some other things inside? And tell me, am I to blame if those 'other things' was a lot of space compressed between some vertebrae leading to some pressing of nerves? And that pressing decided to reboot one year later? Now I hope you do get that it is not really I(or is it 'me'?) who did all this. The funny bit is, I bear the pain, and I grow fat again. Has anybody ever heard of sharing somebody's burden? To top it all (yeah, I know it's for my own good), I almost get electrocuted every day. Science brains like T who do not want to sympathise even at my joke, would say, 'it's probably 15 amperes of current - you won't die!' Hmph! You get the darn physiotherapy done with weird vibrations running through your spine (via electrodes of course) and then talk to me! :|
But it is supposed to help. If not, well then we're in dangerous territory I guess.

I wonder how I would have killed time if I did not have all these defects to handle. Hmm...dearie god and his ways, huh? Crazy!

Talking of my forever screwed body, I think I will soon contrive (if one can) high blood(y) pressure too. Or maybe am already on my way. And this one will be rather simple, it's been in the family for generations. Coming back to the 'why' (there always IS one) behind this - yesterday I surprised not just a friend but even myself by yelling at a biker on the road. Of course, no doubt he was acting like a jerk....but two cuss words and "the road isn't made only for you!!" made him stop for a moment. As if he could beat me up or something!
And then today. I generally try to be polite with customer care people of any kind of service provider. But what are you supposed to do with several complaint numbers and being without a debit card pin for over three months? I yelled at the man today. By the way, this still is HSBC that SUCKS! DON'T ever transact with them. Even if you are dying. Take my word. So yeah, they left me yelling to myself even after I hung up. Maybe it's just the oldage that I was dreading, but it was really disgusting.

Anyway. So this is what I have been up to this past week. And of course, hoping that Shady's employers will have mercy too.
Oh yes, also doing some work which should actually be done by NDMC/CPWD. Maybe they should pay me for it, I might be able to pay at least one month's phone bill with it. Cleaning up and then paying somebody else for just carrying the trash out of the block isn't a funny job. And also have mofo neighbours staring!

So now I shall enjoy some Kishore Kumar, and you have a good night. Byeee!! :-)

PS - It doesn't seem to be a year of HAPPY birthdays (claim limited to my small world). It's Mithu's birthday today and she's spending it in a boring fashion on a train. Wish the bitch was here. Anyway, wish she has a great year and a lots of happy days ahead. :-)