Oh. Ugh.

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On the good side, they did pass the information on.  I was beginning to feel so terrible.  And had been on the line, waiting, for an half hour, because they were keeping people on the line excessively.  Anyway, so, yes, I got a call back.

Sounding out the symptoms?  It sounds rough.  It might be little to do about little, or it might be a serious infection, possibly of several places.  Never thought about kidney infection, or kidney and bladder?  But why?  Perhaps from the wound?  It... was exhibiting signs of infection.  And, of course, they always want to check the bum.  No, just no to that.

Anyway, serious enough to want me to go to the ER, again.  Do I get frequent flier miles?  I'll let them check everything but my bum.  I just don't do that.  I even wonder if that causes problems.  It's not natural.  But, I will go in for a blood panel, and urinalysis.

He wanted me to go in right today.  And, so, I am... seeing if I can manage it.  I told him probably not until tomorrow, as I am pretty much just getting to bed.  And it has been a very rough week, and more.  I wore myself out, then got sick.  So, really, it's been two rough weeks?  As well as the heat.

Probably won't, can't, make it today.  Oh, another symptom?  Gassy?  Not... passing gas, just bloated?  I may be a bit blocked up.  Bleh.

Dunno.  But at least there is a plan.  And I am trying to get to it sooner than later.  But probably, yeah, no...  Probably not today.  But I am trying.  It's just with the discomfort, exhaustion, and else, I just don't think I can get to it.

It is 86 outdoors, currently.  Which is rather cool.  We have had a partly to mostly cloudy morning, if that seems to be changing.

It is staying 78 in this front room, but was down to 70 upstairs in the main, 73 where I am sleeping.  Cold?  Freezing.  I have three blankets on me, winter weight, one a thick woolen one, one a double my mother hand made.  And another that is just one of those really warm fuzzy ones.  I shouldn't be freezing.  It's... been like that for a few days, weeks... months?

Confusion, exhaustion, discomfort here and there, troubles here and there.  Probably... just a minor infection.  But the time is getting long, and that it isn't improving, at all.  Yeah, okay, we'll get it looked at.  I just wish I could get out today.  I hate stalling these things.  But too, I have serious limits.  Though, if I could get in by fifteen hundred, or so, I might do that too.  Since sleep sort of sucks.  Though I'd hate to be there for an extended time, while crashing in need of sleep.  No... I think tomorrow will be as good as it gets.

You know it's bad when the dying are stuck to office hours, even for their own care?  I don't think I'll die.  I just don't die well.  Though, if I do?  It's a technical, not an intentional.  God knows.  But I think I'll make it, or I wouldn't tinker.  Seriously.  I'm hoping for a simple few scans showing another round of antibiotics will do.  I don't like taking them, but they... seem to work.  Then a follow-up in a few weeks.  Which they don't seem to set up at all.  Last time they told me to see a doctor, but including no arrangements, no connections, no advice on which doctor(s) to see, or such.  Absolute failure on that end.  I don't think they will do any better this time.  So will actually write it down.  This ER doesn't want to see vets.  Docs don't get their usual piles of gold.

Still, at least they didn't require masking, like the VA tried to do the last time I went there.  Laughed at the guy.  He all but tried to pull me back in.  I just let him know that I dealt with physical touch as assault and he... stopped in his tracks, pulled his soon to be stumps back, then just stood there astounded as I retreated, spun, and left.  Don't even think of touching me, while bitching about masks.

Ugh.  So... awful.  I'm drooling to get in, and just figure it and begin treating it.  If they find nothing, they still don't get to dig through my butt.  That's just not open for investigation.  Hoping they find something with blood tests and urinalysis, because that is as far as it goes.  Though, that doesn't mean it would be that.  It may just mean I'm a bit backed up, my stools.  I sort of suspect that, though why... if it has to do with the (probable) infection, or my diet, is another question.

Incorrigible?  I hope so.  Some places weren't made for investigations.  Just... weren't.  I have to come down from the... events.  Warm up so I can freeze again?  I wouldn't mind turning the ac off, but then I might get really hot up there.  I'd rather be cold than far too hot.  So... oh well.  Later.