then there is the prescription i get back in the mail today for lexapro. they need more info from my doctor (of the attending nurse) and can't get it, so i can't get my meds. i don't even have the phone with me today, which may be best because i would just say something angry.
and lastly, R was over last friday, we hung out and she said she'd be back later. okay. never came by. i went by and listened to her and her room mate fight over answering the door to me. i slunk away. just now i was coming back with the mail and rounded the corner and R was just getting out of her jeep. she got back in and drove off. what the fuck? i know it was a coincidence, but she didn't say hi or anything. at first i really beat myself up thinking i must have done something, but i have gone over that day and can't think of anything. maybe i've forgotten. and i really can't think of anything subtle i could have said, R is resiliant and strong.
this doctor thing has me so pissed off. i guess when i go in next tuesday i will try to sit down with them and get this worked out and if not, ask for copies of my records and be done with them. ever since the practice was sold to Doc Rev, the back office part of things has gone to hell. i tell myself i can do without the lexapro, which i likely can. but if they do the same thing with doc, he's fucked. we can't just run up and get it.
i feel better having gotten that out.
i hooked my portable CD player up to the stereo in the living room. that is a happy happy thing, so long as i have batteries.
i'm also really wound up about another thing and i'm right at that moment when i want to get it over with even though it's pretty cool.
this has got to be PMS.
