It’s a day where things have slowed down really. A day where you look at your workload and realise you don’t work! Now I’m not saying I don’t work, I do, just not a lot, or even in the ways you probably think. You see, I work on myself (no, not the same as playing with myself) but ON myself. Sometimes it’s a struggle to be me. The fury, the anger, the forgetfulness. Then when I forget what I’m angry about, I get angrier because I should remember.
Starting off with trying to get an appointment with my GP because the lack of information from my scans and taps has now become untenable. The woman on the other end of the phone claimed to be the manager of the practice, but didn’t know what an abbreviation on my records meant! After confirming with her staff, she informed me that it wasn’t her job to know what her staff know!!!!! And that if I wanted news, I need to speak to the guy who looked into my head!! (What are we paying for here people?)
But at least now, I have done about 90% of the stuff I set out to do for this week. A couple more teeny tiny errands to run and I’m sorted. One of the main things was to enrol online at northumbria uni. Trying to navigate that fucker, I felt tantamount to Alan Turing way back in the day! It’s a web of frustration and worrying return buttons I’m sure. I reckon once you’ve mastered that, you will be asked back to the uni to do your doctorate!
Not much else just yet, I will see how fat this coffee cascades through my system and cry to myself about this splitting headache I have had for the last three weeks. You’re all beautiful people 🙂