So I've decided I want to start a low-cost travelling vaccine/basic preventative care clinic.

Nothing fancy - not even rabies vaccines, since I'm not a licensed vet (obviously). But I'd do stuff like toenail trims, distemper/parvo/bordatella vaccines for dogs, panleukopenia/herp/chlamydia/etc vaccines for cats, maybe do flea treatments, deworming, etc.

And I'd do it like one or two days a month, clear the whole day and schedule appointments in the off time, show up to people's houses with a cooler of vaccine and a bag of handy-dandy muzzles and syringes and whatnot, have little vaccine certificate cards printed up and fill them out for everyone...

I don't know. I want to make it impossibly easy for people to have basic veterinary care. People are going to be breeding for the wrong reasons, people who probably shouldn't own dogs and cats will still own them, and if I show up at their house and perform basic services for less than half the cost of an actual veterinarian, with none of the bullshit? Score one for public pet health.

And sure, I'd leave plenty of pamphlets on low-cost spay and neuter clinics, and the importance of regular vet visits, etcetera, but most of these people probably won't care...and that's okay for now. That's not going to be my initial goal. Eventually it'd be a great goal, but to start? I just want people to trust me, to be like hey, the vaccine lady is coming! You know. Things like that.

So, it won't be terribly expensive to start up, even hardly charging for things I'd make a marginal profit (enough to pay for gas, future supplies, and maybe a couple meals for me!) and I think it'd be fulfilling and also beneficial to the public. Make sense? I hope so. Going to call the OVMA and verify the legality in a few days, but I think it'd be really wonderful.

So, apparently, my intestines have gone hay-wire and are moving freely about my lower abdomen. I wish I had a video of the ultrasound. It's fascinating, if it were someone else, nauseating/creepy if it's you.
Yeah, my large intestine is nestled between my bladder and uterus.
SO not where that goes.

In what could be construed as good or bad news, I am the most fertile lady in all the land, for serious.
Today, I'm ovulating, and it was very cool to see the enlarged follicle and what-not on the ultrasound.
THANKFULLY, I was too uncomfortable to have sex last night, otherwise I'd be pregnant - pharmacist said my birth control would be effective at this point...now my doctor's not so sure if/when that'll be the case.
But yeah, apparently my ovaries are all amped up and ready for baby-makin'. Go figure.

Still need a new job.

Have to talk to the director of the crappy urgent care tomorrow about making retribution for treating me like a goddamn whore.

And, tomorrow I get to do some phonebanking for Planned Parenthood - "Reproductive health care is BASIC health care!"

Sunday, I left work early to go to Urgent Care.
I'd woken up Sunday morning with all of my pelvic/abdominal swelling back, which had been gone for two weeks. It wasn't painful at first, so I went to work. By the time I got to work, I was completely miserable. So, they convinced me to go to Urgent Care.

After waiting nearly 2 hours, I was finally seen by a doctor. I explained absolutely everything and just asked him to check for post-surgery complications. I gave blood and urine samples and he took cervical cultures and all kinds of stuff. They put me on a crazy-strong concoction of prescription drugs, gave me an antibiotic shot in my ass, and sent me home.

Monday, I missed work, because after taking the meds they prescribed I became violently ill and dehydrated and couldn't move.

Tuesday, I get a call from Urgent Care.
APPARENTLY, the main doctor was reviewing my case, and in laymen's terms said, "What the fuck?"
All the doctor on Sunday ACTUALLY did was assume I had both gonorrhea and chlamydia, put me on crazy strong antibiotics that I didn't need, and when all the tests came back negative (um, duh) the main doctor questioned everything.

I'm so fucking annoyed, seriously.
It would be one thing if I was a 19 year old girl coming in with random pelvic pain. BUT, I'm a 19 year old MARRIED girl who recently had surgery on both my ovaries, I've had so many pelvic exams in the past two months it's not funny - seriously, I think my doctors have seen my girly parts more so than my husband lately, it's sad - and I have no other physical symptoms of those diseases. Oh, and during my follow up the Thursday previous, they did an STD screen just to be safe, which I informed them about.

So, I wasted sixty freaking dollars on a bunch of medication I can't use, and because of that I haven't been able to go to a real doctor all week. I'm so angry. I've got like 4 pain pills left, but they aren't helping. Ugh.