July 1st, 2011

2013, cyd, new

105 today

yesterday we took the bus to the doctor. we were late, it took longer to get down Flamingo than i thought it would. the appointment was quick, the doctor very nice.

then we went to the dollar store to do some fun shopping with a gift card i had. i got bubbles to play with and some salsa bowls and some other stuff. two coke glasses i didn't have, one shaped like a can.

we took the bus the rest of the way up Flamingo and missed our connection, so we stopped in at Arby's for dinner. we didn't get home until seven.

i broke up a cat fight last night. i was out with tech on the lawn when fred showed up and tech immediately jumped him and started getting his ass kicked. there was orange fur flying everywhere. so i gingerly reached in and grabbed tech by the back so his claws couldn't hurt me and carried him upstairs. then i let felix out to play with fred. he didn't come home until this morning. that's the last time i let him out the front door. he's not to spend all night out, just a few hours to play with fred and then home to bed.

oh, i got sparklers at the dollar store! they're the only fireworks i have. july fourth will be sparkly for me. yay.

doc's up. i'm going to wrap this up in case he actually wants to talk to me in the next half an hour before he has to get ready and leave. some days he talks to me.
2013, cyd, new

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i'm alone for another hour and a half, then maybe after for a while. it depends on doc going out or not. M is out for the evening. doc is at work right now. i've been alone all evening and i've loved every minute of it.

i'm getting nothing from doc about the whole lump thing. complete apathy. i've talked to him just enough to inform him what's going on and what the next step is. he's always been very stoic and vulcan. distant, closed off, i could go on. i seem to like them like that, the one's i cannot touch inside.

i talked to kelli today. she told me everything was going to be all right. and i believe her. i've been reading up on breast cysts and it's no big deal. and that's what i'm assuming it is.

the doctor told me i was a high functioning schizophrenic and i was on some hard core meds. it was interesting to hear another doctor's opinion about my drugs and i was impressed that he knew what the stuff i was on was supposed to do. i was just generally impressed by him. apparently abortions are done on the premises at times. that's cool. there was security to get in and they had a little tribute to doctor tiller, who was an abortion provider that was shot and killed by a protester.

i cleaned up a bunch of receipts and filing today. we have so much old mail that i refuse to file until doc goes through it and he hates going through it. i don't blame him, i didn't enjoy going through it all today. pulled out everything with my name on it and put it in the burn pile. that's how i deal with mail from 2007. burn it all. receipts we have to keep for a few years because of social security. sigh. soon the piles of mail will be gone. i just have to make him watch a couple more hoarding shows. heh.