digital symptom tracking 2025-09-14T20:59:28Z
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The fluorescent lights of the doctor's office hummed like angry bees as I fumbled through crumpled napkins stained with coffee rings. Each scribbled timestamp felt like a personal failure - 2:47am, 4:15am, 5:03am - chaotic hieroglyphics documenting my bladder's rebellion after the surgery. That cheap notepad became my scarlet letter, filled with desperate annotations like "only half glass water??" and "SUDDEN EMERGENCY - almost didn't make it". My urologist's kind eyes tightened when I dumped th