Welcome to Andieland ---- The mind is like a parachute, for it to work it must first be open.

I don't ever have time to write everything I want to say. Well I should say to write everything that I want all of you to know. Yesterday, I tried to get the help (medically) that I so desperately need. When I got to the doctor they wanted to charge me a $75 copay because it was an urgent care building, even though it wasn't an urgent care appointment. I had this appointment for over two weeks. I didn't have enough money, so I couldn't be seen. Even if I had the money for the appointment, I would never have been able to afford any of my prescriptions. I just want my head to stop hurting. I had my first migraine when I was six and I am now 32. If you have ever had a migraine, you never forget the first time you feel that kind of torture. When I got my insurance, I started going to a family doctor and a nurologist, niether of which were any help to me. (migraines aren't the only problem I have) They loaded me up on all these meds and none of them work to my satisfaction, so eventually I quit all of them and decided to try all over again. Niether one of the docs sent me for a MRI or a Cat scan, not even a simple x-ray. Even after they learned of certian head trauma I had been through. So due to all the medical problems my mother has, I decided to go to her family doctor and see if she could help but because she works in an urgent care building, I can't afford to see her. So what do I do now? I just want to wake up in the morning and be happy to take my son to the park or be able to read my daughter's homework. I want to live my life. Right now breathing is a chore. I have to work tonight. (sigh)