On the 20th of December I will be returning to the Royal Children's Hospital. But not the pain management clinic, more like the section dedicated to genetic research. I must be of interest to this particular doctor, because usually you have to wait months to get an appointment, but I'm going in so soon.
I admit mixed feelings. As per my last post, the RCH has not been a place of happy memories for me. This visit, I hope, will answer some of the hard questions I have in life. I've been searching for this potential answer for three and a half years and I've got my fingers crossed that this time I'll know. A specialist I saw a month or so ago wondered if I had a connective tissue disorder - meaning that my joints hyper extend more than normal. And they do hyper extend more than normal, physiotherapists always comment on how my knees do it and I'm sure I recall the physio at the RCH in 2008 checking out how many of my joints hyper extend. But how its taken them so long to question this, I don't know. Doctors!
And now for something completely different, I'm going to randomly change the subject [because that's definitely not something I do often]
I finished school for the year on Wednesday last week. I admit mixed feelings about this because being at home - with my family - does not appeal to me. It's not so bad at this time because I'm the only one at home. But my brother finishes school next week and my sister will be home shortly too and this promises some not so fun times. I'm actually really relaxed during the day but the moment they all come home I seize up, become hostile, get angry.
What does that tell you? Seriously, because I'm very confused.
- CG
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