warning: naughty language
I went to the doctor this morning and . . . two more motherfucking weeks on the motherfucking crutches becuase my motherfucking foot refuses to heal properly and can you tell I'm bitter?
Apparently the doctor at emergency was supposed to recommend a cast instead of recommend I don't get a cast. Bastard. This plays nicely into my exceedingly long rant about Canadain Healthcare and how much it sucks. I'm glad that emergency trip was "free" because I sure as hell wouldn't pay for it. Three hours in the waiting room with a cracked out homeless person only to have them try to irradiate the wrong part of my body becuase the doctor never bothered looked at the massive lump on the side of my foot. He then gives me BAD medical advice, insuring that I can't walk for two weeks longer than expected. Motherfucker.
The silver lining is that I get paid for two more weeks of sitting on my ass. The problem with this is that I'm sick and tired of sitting on my ass. I also can't get to the library at school and thus take out books to write my essay, which has already been posponed for me. I can, however, drive. I actually hugged my car when I first went out to it. Mobility! I now get why we let old people drive, even when they're endangering lives. Mobility is a good feeling to have.
On a side note, there's a big billboard on the way to school with a huge picture of Hugh Laurie that says, "You're orange you moron." Makes me smile every day *g*
And because I just ranted for a really long time,
Best thing I've found all day *g*
Apparently the doctor at emergency was supposed to recommend a cast instead of recommend I don't get a cast. Bastard. This plays nicely into my exceedingly long rant about Canadain Healthcare and how much it sucks. I'm glad that emergency trip was "free" because I sure as hell wouldn't pay for it. Three hours in the waiting room with a cracked out homeless person only to have them try to irradiate the wrong part of my body becuase the doctor never bothered looked at the massive lump on the side of my foot. He then gives me BAD medical advice, insuring that I can't walk for two weeks longer than expected. Motherfucker.
The silver lining is that I get paid for two more weeks of sitting on my ass. The problem with this is that I'm sick and tired of sitting on my ass. I also can't get to the library at school and thus take out books to write my essay, which has already been posponed for me. I can, however, drive. I actually hugged my car when I first went out to it. Mobility! I now get why we let old people drive, even when they're endangering lives. Mobility is a good feeling to have.
On a side note, there's a big billboard on the way to school with a huge picture of Hugh Laurie that says, "You're orange you moron." Makes me smile every day *g*
And because I just ranted for a really long time,
Best thing I've found all day *g*