Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I Love My Doctor


Seriously. It's hit the point where I have to be really, really, really sick before I'll call to try and see her. It's a minimum of 5 minutes on hold (and that's a fast day) before I can try and make an appointment, then over 40 minutes waiting for my appointment to be called so I can FINALLY get medical care.

She's fantastically awesome, and we talked about politics and our kids and the world in general (and my ailments - hello, infected ears and throat!!!), and she apologized for running late, but still. FUCK.

Plus, she's also G's doctor so I had to take G there this afternoon (Long story short, she had a 9a.m. and a 3:15 available, and G was still sleeping at my parents' house while I was out on the road on my cell trying to make an appointment, so I went early) and wait another fuckity fucking 1 1/2 hours for the appointment to be over before we got our scrips (amoxicillin, but pills, not pink medicine) and could FINALLY pick up E and go home.

Where we stretched out on the couch while E made dinner. We watched Project Runway. I'm no fan of reality shows, but this was less painful than most. And then we ate beef. Delicious.


  1. I'm kind of disappointed in this season of PR. All these gimmicky challenges and whatnot.

  2. I haven't watched any other seasons. Tonight I saw the WWE thing - um, o.k. Weird much?


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