I went back to the doctor yesterday because after four weeks and two days, I still had a headache of epic proportions 24/7. The only reprieve I had was when I was completely knocked out by my nightly sleep medication OR when I'd break down and take pain pills. Even then, I'd have headaches in my dreams and the pain meds only took the edge off.

When I saw her last week, she prescribed a nasal steroid spray and sudafed/allergy pill combo. I wasn't running a fever, and she's hesitant to prescribe antibiotics. Understandable.

She broke down yesterday and prescribed horse pill-sized antibiotics, warning me to eat yogurt because this antibiotic was a strong one. Even better news, she's agreed to take on my pain management needs for the facial fracture pain.

Can I get a hallelujah for this? No need if you're not in the mood. I have said enough hallelujahs for everyone on the planet.

I had to sign a contract, which I hear is standard. I had to agree not to obtain pain medication from any other source and not share my medication with anyone and other stuff like that. She couldn't hand me the pen fast enough.

She's also now in charge of my neurology meds, now that we've come to the point where I'm on the perfect combination.

I think she had no problem with any of this because I've been seeing her for two years now and have only once asked her for pain medication. It was when I had a sinus infection and had to fly. She also had my records from the foot doctor showing that I had a fracture and a torn something-or-other and didn't ask him for pain meds. She ALSO had the CT scans of my face showing how the fractures had not healed properly. I don't take pain meds every day (except for this sinus thing...), so I am at 15-20 per month. That’s quite reasonable considering the mess that is under my skin.

Maybe she was also feeling a little guilty because she was the one who told me "Some people are just fainters". Just maybe if she would have taken me seriously and sent me to the cardiologist BEFORE the face bonk, all of those fractures to my face could have been avoided. I doubt that she's even putting two and two together, but I'd like to think she learned something from this experience.

That's neither here nor there. She's a good doctor and I trust her (I really do!) and I think we've learned a few lessons together. She's told me more than once that I wait too long before I come to see her and she knows that if I'm actually in her office, then something is definitely wrong with me. I joked about being a frequent flier yesterday and she said I'm not even close.

I'm so relieved that I don't have to worry about being without pain medication when I need it and I'm glad that I'm starting to consolidate my list of doctors. For someone who HATES going to the doctor, I sure seem to have a lot of co-pays. With the exception of the first visit to the neurologist and cardiologist (oh, and now foot doctor- sheesh), they've all been pre-scheduled follow-ups. My gastro is the only specialist that I see when I'm having a problem. But that's not frequent either because I know there's nothing he can do for me when I'm having a flare-up except prescribe anti-nausea stuff and pain meds. I already have that stuff on hand, so I doubt I'll see him again unless I turn bright yellow.

I have a feeling that I'll be forced to be reckoned with tomorrow after being on antibiotics for 48 hours. Poor BJ. Look out world!