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So yesterday was my first free saturday in forever.
Dialysis was shut down thursday because of thanksgiving and we all got bumped back one day, which means they are open on sunday (today) for those of us who would normally go on saturday. Now there were some older folk who did not remember, or did not look at the little memo the receptionist gave each of use, that their time and day had been changed. Some of the regular friday folk came on friday and so the clinic had 4 extra patients. The closers were not happy about it obviously, but what can you do with senile old folks sometimes.
I was very tired friday and when i came home i ate dinner and then i just fell asleep on the couch watching star wars.
Back to saturday. I woke up and did a load of laundry, which made me need to wait for my pants to dry. I shouldnt have done that, i should have just thrown on any old thing and gotten my errands done early and without aaron. Not that i dont love him and i dont enjoy his company when i do my running arounds, just not today. i was in a very bad mood today. We tried to go to the mall, just to walk around and see the changes that had been made but there was no luck in finding a spot and i was only getting angrier. Mainly cause it was on my period and hadnt figured it out yet, secondly because i was hungry. I hadnt eaten since about 545 and was now 130. So we headed over to safeway for some groceries and to pick up a couple of perscriptions. but the pharmacy closes at 1 for an hour lunch, i got super cranky that i didnt realize what time it was before stopping the car to go into the store. so aaron said we would go home, we'd eat lunch and then he'd go back out later to pick up my drugs for me.
once im out doing my errands, i dont like having to stop in the middle of everything and get back out. Id rather do everything in one swoop so when i get home i can rest. but then aaron started cleaning out the storage unit we have out stuff in (its now all inside) and i ended up going back out to pick up my drugs and various food items.
Except i forgot mozerella cheese for homemade pizza. So made a quick stop at trader joes for it and as i was leaving the lot a black cadillac came tearing across the empty spots in the lot, you know, just cutting across them in order to get to the stop sign that i was going to. She did see me and before i knew it she was within inches of hitting me before she stopped. Then she shakes her head at me as if i was at fault.
While at the store id gotten a bag of chocolate chip cookies and a small thing of neopalitin ice cream, it helped later.
I am still kind of in a bad mood. Knowing i have to work and then right over to treatment again just makes me feel rushed and pissed. And the fact that both ellen and chris couldnt read my notes on when and when i cant work on friday and saturday pisses me off even more. Any other sunday would be fine, anytime, but not this one. I told them on both friday and sunday i cannot work past 2pm, as my dialysis treatment starts at 2 (they're somewhat flexible and its seriously only 5 minutes away from joanns amazingly) So when i spoke to chris about this she said "oh, so i just probably wont schedule you for that sunday then" I thought all right and was on my way. But then i saw the schedule. 1045 till 4. wtf? So i told ellen friday that i couldnt do that and told her why again, she told me to write a note. I did and i go back in yesterday afternoon to find no modified hours on the schedule, they hadnt even touched it. So i corner chris and she told me to come in ten to 3? (she asked me hopefully) I said no 10 to 2. But now im thinking, if i can get my but in gear that ill show up about 930 and work till 130 so im not late to treatment again.
I hate this weekend.
Dialysis was shut down thursday because of thanksgiving and we all got bumped back one day, which means they are open on sunday (today) for those of us who would normally go on saturday. Now there were some older folk who did not remember, or did not look at the little memo the receptionist gave each of use, that their time and day had been changed. Some of the regular friday folk came on friday and so the clinic had 4 extra patients. The closers were not happy about it obviously, but what can you do with senile old folks sometimes.
I was very tired friday and when i came home i ate dinner and then i just fell asleep on the couch watching star wars.
Back to saturday. I woke up and did a load of laundry, which made me need to wait for my pants to dry. I shouldnt have done that, i should have just thrown on any old thing and gotten my errands done early and without aaron. Not that i dont love him and i dont enjoy his company when i do my running arounds, just not today. i was in a very bad mood today. We tried to go to the mall, just to walk around and see the changes that had been made but there was no luck in finding a spot and i was only getting angrier. Mainly cause it was on my period and hadnt figured it out yet, secondly because i was hungry. I hadnt eaten since about 545 and was now 130. So we headed over to safeway for some groceries and to pick up a couple of perscriptions. but the pharmacy closes at 1 for an hour lunch, i got super cranky that i didnt realize what time it was before stopping the car to go into the store. so aaron said we would go home, we'd eat lunch and then he'd go back out later to pick up my drugs for me.
once im out doing my errands, i dont like having to stop in the middle of everything and get back out. Id rather do everything in one swoop so when i get home i can rest. but then aaron started cleaning out the storage unit we have out stuff in (its now all inside) and i ended up going back out to pick up my drugs and various food items.
Except i forgot mozerella cheese for homemade pizza. So made a quick stop at trader joes for it and as i was leaving the lot a black cadillac came tearing across the empty spots in the lot, you know, just cutting across them in order to get to the stop sign that i was going to. She did see me and before i knew it she was within inches of hitting me before she stopped. Then she shakes her head at me as if i was at fault.
While at the store id gotten a bag of chocolate chip cookies and a small thing of neopalitin ice cream, it helped later.
I am still kind of in a bad mood. Knowing i have to work and then right over to treatment again just makes me feel rushed and pissed. And the fact that both ellen and chris couldnt read my notes on when and when i cant work on friday and saturday pisses me off even more. Any other sunday would be fine, anytime, but not this one. I told them on both friday and sunday i cannot work past 2pm, as my dialysis treatment starts at 2 (they're somewhat flexible and its seriously only 5 minutes away from joanns amazingly) So when i spoke to chris about this she said "oh, so i just probably wont schedule you for that sunday then" I thought all right and was on my way. But then i saw the schedule. 1045 till 4. wtf? So i told ellen friday that i couldnt do that and told her why again, she told me to write a note. I did and i go back in yesterday afternoon to find no modified hours on the schedule, they hadnt even touched it. So i corner chris and she told me to come in ten to 3? (she asked me hopefully) I said no 10 to 2. But now im thinking, if i can get my but in gear that ill show up about 930 and work till 130 so im not late to treatment again.
I hate this weekend.