OMG. I am in the middle of the most ridiculous Facebook drama ever.

So, there's this person that I know from various Facebook communities. She uses a wheelchair. She wrote an article about how she tried to go to a Clinton rally, and the ADA seating situation was a mess, and she couldn't get to see the speech, and she contacted Clinton's campaign later and was really disappointed with their response. (She wrote a similar article several months ago when she tried to go to a Bernie Sanders rally and had a similar experience.) The article got published (on a "disability advocacy" website that I really hate), and she tagged me in a "Hey, everyone, look, they published my article!" post. About thirty people were tagged there.

Someone who's a "super volunteer" with Clinton's campaign (I don't know what that means) saw the post and is claiming that my friend is lying about the whole thing. (I don't know, I don't care, I am staying out of this.) And so the super-volunteer posted her own Facebook post about that, and included the names of about five people who'd been tagged in the original post, including me. I don't think I even commented on the original post! I'm staying out of this! Why is my name there? And spelled wrong, too. I contacted super-volunteer person and asked her to remove my name. I'll see what happens.

Also, I still have no Vicodin, I still have not heard back from the rheumatologist (I called three times), I'm still in a ton of pain, and I had to stop taking Advil because it was upsetting my stomach too much. I so do not need this to deal with.

And someone else is commenting, with lots of exclamation points, about how Clinton is going to euthanize disabled people, and how she's tired of this liberal bullshit being spewed all over everything. She really likes the word "spew."

I saw that you were tagged in it much earlier today. You can just untag yourself from posts, can't you?

I can untag myself from my friend's post, but the other person just typed my name without tagging me.

Ugh. Everything hurts, and there's nothing I can take, because my stomach is still too upset for Advil, and I have no Vicodin, and plain Tylenol does nothing. And I've got to go to work tomorrow and get a million things done, and I hurt. And I can't go hunt Pokemon or go to a movie or anything, because I hurt. Pain is stupid and I don't like it, and doctors are stupid and I don't like them.

I sent a message to my GP (who is not going to be my GP for much longer, after this), asking if she has any suggestions for what I should do, if I'm in severe pain that's affecting my ability to do my job, and I can't get the rheumatologist to call me back, and she won't prescribe me painkillers. (I phrased it better than that.)

Oh Hil, I feel so bad that this has gone on so long. I do hope you are able to get some response, and better yet relief.

I think I'm hungry, but my stomach is still not feeling great, and I don't know what I want to eat. I've got English muffins and peanut butter, which might be the best bet. I also kind of want tater tots, and I do have a bag of them in the freezer, but those will take a while to make.

Oh, and apparently the faculty union is going to have a march tomorrow, to protest the new contract, which does suck, and which makes us pay a lot more for medical insurance. But in this condition, I'm going to have trouble even walking from the parking garage to my office building. Marching is not going to happen.