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I went to the doctor to get my prescription refilled and came away with four prescriptions. The Pill prescription I was refilling, a pill for another yeast infection, and two for the dry skin condition that's driving me bonkers and which I'm told is frequently stress-related, which probably says a lot about my state of mind for the last year and may explain why it's been so godawful annoying the last couple months. And got told that the doc would put my name on what's essentially a waiting list for people to get appointments. Huzzah.
This was, incidentally, the appointment for Tuesday, which I didn't get because the doctor I had been scheduled for called in sick.
The two-klicks-down, two-klicks-back walk seems to have done for my hip, though, even with the lots of sitting down in the middle. Mumble. And this cold or stress exhaustion or whatever it is that makes me feel achey and miserable isn't getting any better. Ah well. Mongo cope. At least the abdominal pain is taking the day off.
This was, incidentally, the appointment for Tuesday, which I didn't get because the doctor I had been scheduled for called in sick.
The two-klicks-down, two-klicks-back walk seems to have done for my hip, though, even with the lots of sitting down in the middle. Mumble. And this cold or stress exhaustion or whatever it is that makes me feel achey and miserable isn't getting any better. Ah well. Mongo cope. At least the abdominal pain is taking the day off.
