Please send ~ma my way; today I meet with the physical medicine and rehabilitation doctor about my fucked up back and hips. Mr. Loomycakes and I are going to try to restrain our ire and frustration, but we've been trying to get answers/help about these issues since Nov. last year, but thanks to the impossibility of getting timely appointments scheduled, it's been a long road. And here we thought I would have had some sort of treatment before we go to the UK at the beginning of July.
The appointment with the previous doctor, the one who referred me to today's person, was in March. That was a consultation. Today's appointment is another consultation. Look, people, you have all my goddamn MRIs, why can't you give me some sort of treatment *today*?
grrrrr. Hello, I'm wearing metaphorical crankybloomers today.