Give me magic pills.

[whatho]

My 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.

Comments

[nerdcakes.livejournal.com]

Oh no! I hope they give you magic pills. No one should have to be doing with horrible painful legs in weather like this. That's just unfair.

[whatho.livejournal.com]

Magic pills for the win! The weather certainly is most unhelpful and makes me feel generally sick and wrong anyway. I am living on pineapples. Hurrah for pineapples.