And yay sumi for the results!
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hey, that makes me think, can you email your doctor directly?
I don't actually know. I'll go look at their website and see if there's an address. Good idea!
Nothing! Yay, Sumi!
I hate the systems that keep patients from talking to doctors. I suspect it's by design. Kaiser now has a form of e-mail to doctors, at least, but if the doctor isn't in, someone further down the food chain answers who knows absolutely nothing about the situation.
Omar would actually cut you more of a break than Tep's Dr's receptionist.
I mean, Jesus, I'm 40 years old, I've been seeing this doctor for literally almost 20 years (egad), and I've had yeast infections before. I fucking well recognize them by now. I am not a moron, which I would have thought would have been evident when I explained to the gatekeeper that I already was treated for the various alternatives to yeast infections. Which brings us back to just needing a bigger hammer for the original nail.
I honestly think if I just had called and said, "Hi, I have a yeast infection, can you call in Diflucan?" the gatekeeper would have done it. Bah.
I honestly think if I just had called and said, "Hi, I have ayeast infection,
can you call in Diflucan?" the gatekeeper would have done it. Bah.
You know, that might be true. I'm realizing that sometimes, the more I explain, the more the other person tunes me out as a "babbling female" and the less likely they are to help me out. My natural tendency is to provide the whole story, thinking that knowing the background will help the other person understand what's going on. But many people seem to just "fade out" after a couple sentences, and any further information annoys them. I've learned this from my boss, in fact.
Dear supermoon, if it had not been raining here, I'm sure you would have been amazing. However the cramps you brought with you can die in a fire or go to Sara Palin's house or something jeebus these suck No love, me.
I was promised a menopause. Where's my menopause? 35 years of this is long enough
smonster, I still haven't found my One True Sunblock, so I have no good suggestions for you. But if I find a good one, I'll let you know.
And because it deserves its own post: yay sumi!