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The drive was fine, up and back. I am never sure how long it will take to get there, with traffic on I-15 being quite variable. There were many people pulled over by the police today and two or three accidents, each of those last with at least one ambulance. That is not usual. It makes driving a bit too serious. Oh, but the pass I need to drive through! Though I deny seeing beauty in nature, and usually do not, sometimes it sneaks up on me. Going through the pass, both ways, I saw temporary lakes reflecting the mountains and sky. Along with fresh green and yet some snow remaining, the scenes were very pleasing. It was as close to breathtaking as views can be to me. I suppose I should be happy to not be immune to beauty. Whatever else, I enjoyed that and will keep the memory around a while to enjoy when little else is available.

As for the doctor appointment, nothing new. They did go over what they were looking at and for with regards to the MRI and the results as well. Nothing to report. I did ask about Cushing's Syndrome, as I thought it was something that would have been checked by the MRI. No, no it was not. So they are going to add another test. This time I saw an actual doctor and then what I believe to be the senior physician of the clinic. The first doctor described my situation. I concurred. She asked what has worked, etc. Same story, same results, exactly what I expected. I did not and will not start these conversations. However, I will defend my position. My position is not based on feelings, thoughts, concerns, but on actual results. Why do these medicines affect me like this? That is not my problem. My problem is that the effects are real and the solution is something they will not offer. As I told them, I consider myself on palliative care at this point. It is merely about comfort and ease of life until I die. You cannot say someone who has limped his crippled butt half way through engineering school is lazy or disinterested.

I have changed my medical provider at my typical clinic. I will see him tomorrow. I did not do this in the hopes of receiving the correct medication, only so that any real medical issues will be treated as other than psychological or be told that the problem is just due to high blood pressure. My earache, last time, was probably a minor infection. Instead, I was told it was just high blood pressure. Further, it was suggested that I go into a psych ward where they would treat my high blood pressure. And they wonder why they we tell them lies? They ask me to lie. I will not do that again. I will lay it out for the doctor. I am not there to be treated for hbp or diabetes, these are simply the way of life. If he cannot treat other illnesses then I will need to find another caregiver or simply give up on medicine altogether. Of course, at that point, I will most likely lodge a complaint. Not that it will help, the V.A. is a union bureaucracy and covers itself. It is no longer a health care provider, it is an employer and Democratic fund raising mechanism. The clinic I went to today, in spite of me continuing to say I would not take the medicines they offered, tried to get me to let them write scripts for them anyway. More scripts out, more money in. Scam.

I am going to browse your offerings now. Perhaps I will be able to get a bit of cleaning and cook something before too long. Or not. Who knows. Later.