Sunday, July 30, 2023

MRI test and MOM

 I have not posted in a couple of days.  As I stated earlier I had a brain MRI coming up....it had been 5 years since my last scan.  I stopped having them as my tumors are inoperable.  But, Kevin, wanted me to have them checked...so....I made the appointment and I had to wait 3 mos for the scan.

The scan was scheduled for 5:30 pm.  Because of my severe hyglycemia, they said I could have a light breakfast between 6-7 am.  So I ate a little breakfast.

They called me at 1:30 to see if I wanted to do the scan earlier in the day, I said I couldn't because I had eaten breakfast...like they said I could.  The center said, oh okay...I had over 10 hours before the scan so the slight breakfast would have already cleared my belly by 5:30 pm.

Almost immediately they called me back to cancel the scan and reschedule it because I had eaten!!!!!!!!  THE FUCK??? I was not going to wait another couple months for the scan...I told Kevin, and he hit the fucking roof...called them back and raised hell.   Long story short, they got another anesthesiologist to do the scan, and I had it done at 5:30 pm.

The scan itself was okay, they put me to sleep for the scan.  Now I am just waiting for the results.....

On another note,  my dad called.  My mother is now in a nursing home for dementia and Alzheimer's disease.   Her mind is pretty much gone now, since her stroke.   

Am I sad about this?  NO, what I am pissed about is that now, I will NEVER get any answers or an apology from her....and I know this sounds really tacky, but I hope she suffers mentally before she finally dies....I have been suffering mentally because of her abuse and bullshit since I was fucking born...NOW ITS HER TURN!!!

I have zero feelings for her.....I am glad she is locked up...now my dad can rest and sleep and try and get his own health back up...He is sad, of course, and misses her....don't really understand why as she was really shitty to him too!  oh well...not my problem. 

I guess I am just a heartless bitch.

S, T, 7

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