Words words words
A lot of words have been exchanged over the past couple of days. First off is finally talking with a supervisor for the front office of my doctor (and I currently use that term lightly). She gave me a lot of words about steps she took to ensure that my kind of treatment won't happen again. Apparently there's a lack of documentation in their office. They are also working out some bugs from a new system with faxes. Point of the matter is, I fully believe that I will continue to have problems with these people, and if I do, I will call the supervisor again, but only to get her supervisor's number because she didn't do her job sufficently. I have also set up a formal complaint with this doctor's office through my worker's comp. Still waiting on that.
Another word exchange was with an 11 year old boy who spoke before he thought. I jokingly put on his dad's glasses and he told me that I look like a short, fat, Herminone Granger. I know he wasn't being malicious, but DAMN IT old wounds really don't heal. It's kind of hard knowing how to react to it because on the one hand, yes, I am fat. There's no denying it, and I'm not saying that it's a bad thing! On the other hand, "fat" is never used in a good light. Ever. So I'm kinda confused and torn being called that word. Again. By a child. Again. Truth hurts sometimes, and due to the arm, there's little I can do in the way of excercise.
My girls may be in a newsletter (GEMS group) for all the awesome things we do. Gave the group some success stories of awesome crafts/activites my group has done and now they want pictures (pics or it didn't happen?). We'll see how that turns out.
Another word exchange was with an 11 year old boy who spoke before he thought. I jokingly put on his dad's glasses and he told me that I look like a short, fat, Herminone Granger. I know he wasn't being malicious, but DAMN IT old wounds really don't heal. It's kind of hard knowing how to react to it because on the one hand, yes, I am fat. There's no denying it, and I'm not saying that it's a bad thing! On the other hand, "fat" is never used in a good light. Ever. So I'm kinda confused and torn being called that word. Again. By a child. Again. Truth hurts sometimes, and due to the arm, there's little I can do in the way of excercise.
My girls may be in a newsletter (GEMS group) for all the awesome things we do. Gave the group some success stories of awesome crafts/activites my group has done and now they want pictures (pics or it didn't happen?). We'll see how that turns out.