Work smarter not harder
Work smarter not harder
The kidney surgery was 2015. That was a doozy.
Sigh. No need to comment or like. I dunno. I'm overwhelmed by everything and everyone. I just need to get shit out of my head & husband has enough to worry about besides me & my bullshit.
Sigh. Crawling back into bed. Even if it is 90° in my bedroom this evening. (I love it. Winter sucks. Lol.)
I love you, #Mastodon. Go do fun stuff & tell me about it.
I called my old OBGYN Monday & was told the first available appt for me was September. That's what started Monday's tears. What sucks is, I know if I talked to my Dr, she'd absolutely make room for me in her schedule. I've been a patient of hers for 18 years. She performed my hysterectomy, ffs. I've called 7 different offices looking for help this week and either it costs $695 for a 45 minute consult, not including tests or wait months to be seen.
These are my options?
WHAT THE FUCK.
Got about 24 hours of feeling like myself but now I'm slipping back into depression. Sigh. I'm ok. But fuck, this is miserable. I need to find a new OBGYN. I think tomorrow I'll call my old OBGYN and beg for an appointment. Or go to the ER. I'm in pain. My left ovary is angry and I'm afraid that it's not something I should ignore. I get this pain monthly but it's the intensity of the pain this time. It's better than yesterday so that's why I didn't go to the ER today.
I had 4 granny squares leftover from a prior charity #crochet project. My #autistic teen really liked the feel of them but couldn’t decide what she wanted them to be. Yesterday yielded the answer: an emotional support chicken.
Alrighty then. How to stuff something with holes that won’t create a sensory issue? How to stuff something without batting? Answer: an old shawl, a tank top, and two socks.
Not proud of the embroidery or wings, but my daughter loves it. Mission accomplished. ❤️🐓