At exactly 9:00 I call Doctor L’s office to make an appointment. Well, he’s available on 10.27 the scheduler tells me. I know I’m not bleeding or anything but I would really like to talk to someone about this sooner than that. I think I have to call twice before I can get the appointment moved Wednesday October 21st. That’s still longer than I want to wait but I have to image if something was realllly wrong they would have me in immediately. Still, I’ve been waiting for quite some time now to get my life back to normal. I want to exercise. I want to run. I want to fly in a plane. You know, live a little bit more.
My world is starting to feel kind of small. I talk to the cats too much.