Creeping Through The Cellar Door (none_too_subtle) wrote,
Creeping Through The Cellar Door

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The monthly Catch-22

Ugh. EVERY month:

Me: I need to leave a MESSAGE WITH MY DOCTOR.

Them: Please hold.

Nurse: How can I help you?

And on and on it goes. We're not allowed -- for some freaky reason -- to DIRECTLY talk to our doctors. I feel that's a violation of my medical privacy and so today, I'd had it. I called the victor alpha administration, demanded to speak with the big cheese, and voiced a HUGE complaint on behalf of the veterans who not only work for a living and don't have TIME chasing our tails, but those of us who aren't reaming the system for what we COULD have. I'm about to compose a freakin' invoice for my time each month, along with Marc's, so that the victor alpha can at least get an idea of what I'm talking about.


Headache is still there. Not good. If a headache can permeate the power of the patch, then there's a problem. A big one. Fever won't go down despite Ibuprofin, and the snack machine ate my dollar!!! Grrr! How dare?!

Beech, beech, beech. I'm a beech. Just ONE.NORMAL.DAY. Really, it's too much to ask for in /my/ world.

It's hot as hella out there; and although it was cool when I woke up, and the weather channel promised cool, rainy weather, there's not ONE CLOUD in the sky, and it's all hot and muggy. And I'm wearing this suit with LAYERS of clothes on. Greaaaaaaaaaaat.

Won't even get into the deathmobile or the funmobile, which is sitting around, waiting to be repaired...when?! Doesn't look like it's gonna happen any time in the near future. screamscreambeechbeechscream

Alrighty. When I get off work today -- despite the outcome of my visit/phone call/both with the victor alpha, I have to make haste to Publix to replenish the Kelsey food stuff. I absolutely expected her to WANT to stay with her dad (or at her dad's house) today, but she came home super early yesterday.

Wait. I've already journaled that. Doh.

And the office situations are being handled slowly but surely. Resolution should be effective tomorrow, I'm thinking, if all goes well.

BUT WHERE O WHERE are my THREE FAVORITE SIU GUYS??? Gonna hafta kill them, since they're avoiding their phones. Phones without caller I.D., no less. Which means...heh. Yeah.

Okay enough of all this and that. I've gotten THAT off my chest and feel a lot better. If you read this crap, that'll teach you. And if you got frustrated reading it, you need to start a journal. It does help. A little bit.


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