A number of humans have reached out to me lately and I am grateful. I am surprised, actually, cuz I am such a bitch, yet folks really have been so kind to me. Every little bit means so much to me.
It’s so tough when you don’t have the care you need. I am trying but I can’t seem to get anywhere. I still don’t have an appointment with a doctor. Tuesday is over now. My new cell phone was working but it made beeping sounds, which was annoying, so I shut it off and contacted the people who sold it to me and am now using my usual Welfare one, but that doesn’t matter, I still should have gotten the call about the doctor appointment. I have made many calls and still no appointment. I need blood tests and an EKG at least.
For god sakes, I should have had these weeks ago, a month ago or so.
I just love it when a doctor sticks a stethoscope at your chest and says your heart sounds great and you are just fine, and then you wonder how this doctor knows, because the stethoscope has not even touched your shirt! This is how they operate on the psych units, I have seen doctors do this, pretend to listen to hearts and then say the patient is fine.
Oh, such baloney.
As soon as I am feeling just a little bit better, I promise you guys, I am going to be speaking to our state rep.
Squeaky wheel, squeak on. I will never, ever shut up. I promise.