Well, dude, JZ. Not bad...
Kat, it wasn't even funny. The non-room they had me in was big, so I was joking that my friend with the sick daughter could come down, we could share oxygen...maybe catch up on MRSA...enh, nurses are pretty easy. If they're the laughing type, they'll laugh.
I was at least a couple hours in the waiting room at RRUCLA, and half the people there (pretty full--a full ER waiting room is when strangers are sitting directly side by side) were wearing masks either from having or not wanting to have. SM? I don't know. I was never in the waiting room. Also, the nurse is allowed to dispense 50mg of Benadryl before a doctor sees me. Dr. PopCulture needed to see me before the dilaudid, and he remembered me anyway. He's a bit chunkier, but his hair is the same.
I don't want to go back there, oddly. I fear I will break them, and then there will be nowhere--they do share electronic records with RR, but they didn't seem to care I was ER shopping.
Okay, I swear the pregnant actress in The Mentalist hasn't stood up in weeks, and her clothes don't even touch her.
Yeah, we just watched The Mentalist. She's practically in mumus at this point, bless her heart. The actress did just have the baby.
JZ, asthma sucks, but having the right meds...breathing is so much fun. I'm glad you are feeling better. May this be a trend.
Suzi, I feel like Angel in Pylea, grabbing everyone in sight and saying in utter amazed glee, "Have you noticed how much I'm not bursting into flames?"
JZ, that's wonderful!
Gee, the medical professional did something rare and unexpected, and actually read the patient's file! What a revelation that would be if it happened every time--say, in the ER, for example?
Well, I did end up getting some admin done after all. Now if I can get the dishes done and bring some firewood in I'll call it a night. I am so tired.
I know Kristen had horror stories about dental work too.
Even though most of my spare cash from two of the last three years (and for the next two) has been going into dentists' pockets, I'm thankful that neither my work or my mom's resulted in any complications.
I have to go to bed, this is exhausting. Kristen is home from Toronto tomorrow, I got all the leave forms from work, and then ? I don't know what to do next, really. I got an appointment reminder for Group Therapy, and that short circuited everything.
I don't do group therapy. I would never agree to group therapy. I got this huge rage surge. There are two appointments for group therapy that I will now have to call to cancel. I spent an hour on hold trying to make an appointment. I can't deal with waiting an hour to CANCEL some shit I didn't even schedule. I can't even do team building exercises. Can you imagine me listen to someone else talk about their depression? Fifteen minutes in and I'll be begging everyone to join me in throwing ourselves in front of a bus.
I want to know which dickhead scheduled this without my permission, so that I can appropriately make them wish they were dead, so that they may feel an ounce of what I feel.
I can barely share this shit with ONE other stranger bound by privilege, let alone a bunch of fucks I could walk into at the goddamned grocery store. Um, present axe murdering strangers excluded, of course.
I'm so angry. I don't think these assholes can help me. I'm so so angry.
