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Hang in there, sweetie.
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Hang in there, sweetie.
Yay. had to call again. On call doc grumped at me for calling the after hours line. And said it didn't sound like anything that couldn't wait.
I hate calling doctors. It takes a lot of worry to get me to go there.
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Are you KIDDING, Sox? A doctor grumped at you because you called because you are in pain?
Holy cats, that's just absurd.
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Sigh. Pharmacy did not have meds, despite doc supposedly calling an hour prior. That means two missed doses. Chocolate, ibuprofen, and nicotine have all been applied to no effect. Boyfriend has now been instructed on importance of sympathy over problem solving. I have no appetite or will to cook, and so I think shower and early bed are in order. Whe the day is full of fail, sometimes all one can do is end it early.
Thanks for the brackets.
Sorry, smonster. I'm feeling pms-y myself—I nearly broke down in tears on the run tonight. But now I have Mackinaw fudge and Mark Harmon being silver foxy on my tv, so I've decided not to become a mad scientist and develop a world-devouring cyborg-squid (one that would start with running coaches).
For now.
ETA: Sox, that doctor sucks! I'm sorry.
Whe the day is full of fail, sometimes all one can do is end it early.
So true, I hope tomorrow is better, smonster.
Grumpy asshat on-call do deserves a smack for that, Sox. That's what the calling is for, to determine how serious it is, you can't know without calling!
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A pox on the doctor of Sox.
As for me, it's 7:30 and I'm already nodding off. If I let myself do that, I'll wake up again around 1 a.m. and not be able to fall asleep again until 3 or 4. I'm wondering if I should figth to stay awake for another hour, then take an Ambien and see if that will keep me asleep through the night to maybe make up some of this sleep deficit I've been playing with for a week.
Ugh. Miserable day. I've having money freakouts and life freakouts and getting all butthurt about things that normally I'd brush off and just ugh.
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