when did i become an adult?
Consult with the doctor tomorrow to review test results and [ideally] be told that the moderate leakage is nothing to worry about and to come back in a year for another echo. Or at least that I can fly in a week and a half and help mom with the pack-out and then travel around with her for a little bit because I really, really, really need it.
Even if I'm not ready.
So very, very, very not ready.
Worked monday and that was pretty much the day shot to hell.
Had headshrinker appointment tuesday and had seen the signs that she was leaving the clinic this fall, so was surprised to find out (as they called me back to see the doc) that she's already gone and so, yeah, I saw a new doc. To top it off, she grabbed my meds in june but didn't tell the social worker, so she didn't know to re-order them, so I'll have to go up there again (probably next week) to get them.
Then the library. Weeded six shelves and called it a day. Almost done; wonder what they'll have for me when I get back in October.
Then Jane's. Dinner with friends of hers on tuesday. Turns out, in 30 years dinner convo with my peers will be *exactly* the same as it is now. Men. Parents. Peace of Mind. Kids. Upcoming travel. Politics. Equal parts sharing, bitching, revelations. Not sure if this makes me happy and relieved or tired and irritated.
Therapy this afternoon. Laid out my headspace and feel much better about all the hoopla coming up.
Even if I'm not ready.
So very, very, very not ready.
Worked monday and that was pretty much the day shot to hell.
Had headshrinker appointment tuesday and had seen the signs that she was leaving the clinic this fall, so was surprised to find out (as they called me back to see the doc) that she's already gone and so, yeah, I saw a new doc. To top it off, she grabbed my meds in june but didn't tell the social worker, so she didn't know to re-order them, so I'll have to go up there again (probably next week) to get them.
Then the library. Weeded six shelves and called it a day. Almost done; wonder what they'll have for me when I get back in October.
Then Jane's. Dinner with friends of hers on tuesday. Turns out, in 30 years dinner convo with my peers will be *exactly* the same as it is now. Men. Parents. Peace of Mind. Kids. Upcoming travel. Politics. Equal parts sharing, bitching, revelations. Not sure if this makes me happy and relieved or tired and irritated.
Therapy this afternoon. Laid out my headspace and feel much better about all the hoopla coming up.