Jun 19, 2008 18:00
Well, starting off with good news. ^^; Mom and I have the apartment and after a LOT of calling people, we get to keep Betsy. Which is good. No, scratch that. AWESOME.
Now, with awesome news like that, why would I be more pissed off than L with sugar-free gum? This:
The only way we could keep Betsy was a note from the doctor's office saying it was a companion for Mom (while I work, of course). Mom's oncologist WOULDN'T do it. And here's why: If he had to do this for her, then he'd have to do it for everyone else. Um, there's a thing called "Doctor/Patient Privilege." That means that NO ONE would know about it. And the other is that he doesn't like cats. Like that's his fucking problem.
I can't believe people will pull this shit like that. I'm not one for alcohol, but I even tried rum to keep from crying today. It's bitter IMO, but it's helped some.
Mom has an advocate, who can override that if the case is real bad. And it's that bad. And she's sent the letter to the landlord, and once she calls and gives us the awesome, then we'll move.
Now, I'm gonna try to ignore Mom's LOUD music downstairs with some Duran Duran. So far "Come Undone" is the best song I've heard. Laters.
~Neko-chan~
doctor being fail,
music,
life,
apartment