More Medical Mayhem
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Julie Barrett
Tuesday, September 30, 2025
Got up this morning, had a cup of coffee and my limited meds, started in on the water, and the phone went off. Turns out my PCP is not in today. Hey, she's good people and I've no doubt she's out for a good reason. Getting my appointment rescheduled among all the uncertainty was a challenge, but the office employee was patient and had a sense of humor about it.
All this was on top of another anxiety dream last night. This one was in the category of being invited to attend an event and then being totally ignored when I got there. This time some people were going to hold one last Quantum Leap convention. I flew out and then few people would acknowledge I existed. Most of the other pros there acted like they didn't know me. I was on no programming. I was finally given a panel at 9:00 PM on Saturday, but had to find out about it second hand. I got there and the room was empty.
This is so much a metaphor for what I'm feeling these days, and is sort of related to the thing that triggered my mini-meltdown on Saturday.
Rodney Dangerfield, eat your heart out.
Filed under: Cancer sucks Life, or lack thereof
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