I chose the title because of today’s events really (although you would think I did that anyway whilst thinking of titles for my rants) but today was more poinient due to the fact I had an appointment with my doctors this morning. This was only made three frikkin weeks ago, all because I was told I couldn’t get to see a scab lifter when I wanted/ needed one. Well this one was different! She, yes she, sat with her handbag on her arm, thin rimmed glasses perched at the end of her nose and a hair do that would suit any 1940s matinee showing of ‘Gone with the wind’
There she sat, a knowing smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. She was going to be difficult!! How wrong was I? First impressions fail me these days and the professional attitude she had while she was giving me a first class bollocking was awesome! I hadn’t realised to what extent my memory was dissipating up my arse until she pulled up the computer screen of my prescriptions filled! Apparently I’m only taking about 50% of the medication I should be taking. No wonder I’m up the fucking wall most of the time! Considering I went in there with a view of changing me pills because they don’t work, she convinced me to actually TAKE the bloody right dose first!
So now I have a clue what’s happening, I’m just waiting on someone from UKVets to call me and explain why I’m in trouble with me dentist! As both the chemist AND the origional tooth puller informed me, my exemption form covers me for being a right fuck up! But it looks like I may have ticked the wrong box on a form!!! Oh shit! A genuine mistake or a calculated risk? Let’s choose the first one shall we? Trying to play the system isn’t for me these days! (Even at college)