Give me magic pills.
May. 14th, 2008 08:26 amMy legs are so wrong. I told the doctor last week I thought it was a restless legs type thing and she merrily went along with that, and I'm a bit sad that I used up my turn in that way because now it's not much like restless legs after all and more like a sort of constant burning weirdo pain that isn't helped in the least by moving with a sort of walking through treacle side effect into the bargain. Type thing. And I think it has been the other times I had it as well, which were a year ago and then a few years ago and always in the hot weather, and really this is a lesson is avoiding self-diagnosis. Walking's gone properly rubbish. I don't think I look patently abnormal but I feel as though I've already run a marathon or two each time I try to walk about a mile, and really I haven't. My blood's being counted on Friday for the vertigo thing. I might say something to the nurse. He or she might tell me to go back to the doctor. Bother stuff.
Give me magic pills. Thank you.
Give me magic pills. Thank you.