I went to a pain management specialist today. My appointment was at 9:15, which seemed more than reasonable for getting me to work by noon. Then he didn't see me until 10:30, and then asked a bunch of questions (why do they ask the same questions on the sheets you've already filled out?), and then he sent some helper over to the other clinic to grab some stuff. So, at noon, when I was supposed to be starting work, I was lying on one of those stupid doctor bed things, with some long Q-tips covered in novacaine-like stuff way up my nose. Which really hurt like the devil. I thought I was tough, but I cried. Next week he's going to try giving me shots in the head, which frankly sounds much happier than the nose thing.
It was a lousy day. I didn't get much sleep the night before (probably shouldn't have read the second book), I had the nose incident which made me late for work, and then I had an argument with my ex-husband. I know, why? I just called him back to tell him to please not put me as a job reference. Which I shouldn't have even had to do, because seriously? Anyway, lousy day. My advice: skip the Q-tips.
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