This is getting stupid. DRAW MY BLOOD. LOOK SOMEWHERE ELSE. PAIN PILLS DON'T WORK. In the meantime, let me sleep. That's all I care about.
I don't believe I have migraines, I don't believe that at all. Look outside the box before you look inside it for the hundredth time, and don't freakin give me anything else with acetominophen in it or I'm going to throw it in your face.
Why is this taking so long? Why does everyone make it sound like rocket science? Just make my head stop hurting, that's all I want. Please. Don't make me start over. Don't make me wait any more. Don't make Julie have to drive me all over creation and waste her life too.
In case you wondered, the neurologist thinks I have chronic migraines and wants to try these injections for the next three days as well as ramping up the Topamax real quick, and if that doesn't work then she suggested being admitted to the hospital for further testing. Great. Fantastic. Might as well. I'm wasting my life away anyway. Might as well get some testing done all at once. And some sleep. And a balloon. If I go to the hospital, somebody please bring me a balloon. That's all. Thanks. I love you all.
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