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There is a doctor at the clinic I go to to get shots for my migraines that is an a**. And I don't mean a funny "oh that's okay, you're just doing your job" type a**, I mean a real d**k head type a** that makes my life harder a**.

Dr. H we shall call him, for privacy sake, believes that I suffer from mild headaches and don't deserve the shots. All this because I don't act like I have a migraine. Not in those words mind you, he said them in a** words, pompous snotty arrogant a** words and sentences, talking to me like an idiot child trying to score some drugs just to get high and not to stop pain from making me blind and from emptying my stomach on his shoes. I wish I did that, the emptying stomach on shoes thing.

Now, because of Dr. H, my primary doctor says I can only get these shots for my migraines, that I normally could get once every two weeks as needed, now only once a month because he too believes I don't have bad enough migraines.

What?! He's known me for 10 years and knows how I don't portray my pain like his other patients. That's how I was raised, you don't make too much of a fuss and are well behaved in public. He has cut back on my pain pills, now my pain shots. My days of laying in bed crying have increased. I'm trying my best to make due, but all thanks to a** Dr. H my life has been made a little bit harder than it needs to be.

Learning to "just deal with it" is getting old and I'm finding it just so much harder to keep fighting the good fight.

So thank you a** Dr. H. You're an a**