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Mar. 3rd, 2004 09:26 amSwore quite a lot this morning.
In my defence, I feel it was deserved.
I have this thing at the back of my throat that I suspect is an ulcer, except it's now turned into this Godzilla sized thing. Worse, I seem to have lost the ability to drink and eat because it hurts that damn much. So, somewhat, understandably, I phoned up the doctor to see if I could get an appointment for tonight or tomorrow night.
"Hello, can I make an appointment for after four o clock today or tomorrow?"
"No, the doctor only works until 3.30 and does late night on Mondays and Tuesday."
Got off the phone, walked down the corridor put 10p aside for this moment, and shouted:
"WHAT KIND OF F***ING USELESS DOCTOR DOESN'T TAKE APPOINTMENTS AFTER 3.30??!"
Now, this didn't help my throat but it did help my mental state.
Quite a grotty couple of days, methinks. Swimming was painful, and hurts more now, work was scary, although I did see my media studies teacher with the law teacher. Gossip ahoy! Went home, couldn't eat. At all. Managed a few bites and gave up. Ouch, much?
I then watched Angel, which was super. One word: Lyndsey! Oh, Lyndsey, my darling evil lawyer! Oh, how I missed you and your evil hand! So that was nice.
Then I had a stonking great argument with my mother, over Megan, of all people. Which I'd rather not go into.
And then I got a text from
loneraven! Squee! She's coming to Collectormania! Huzzah I say, huzzah! Which made my night better.
And now I'm hungry. Except I can't eat. Life is cruel...
~Hathy_Col~
In my defence, I feel it was deserved.
I have this thing at the back of my throat that I suspect is an ulcer, except it's now turned into this Godzilla sized thing. Worse, I seem to have lost the ability to drink and eat because it hurts that damn much. So, somewhat, understandably, I phoned up the doctor to see if I could get an appointment for tonight or tomorrow night.
"Hello, can I make an appointment for after four o clock today or tomorrow?"
"No, the doctor only works until 3.30 and does late night on Mondays and Tuesday."
Got off the phone, walked down the corridor put 10p aside for this moment, and shouted:
"WHAT KIND OF F***ING USELESS DOCTOR DOESN'T TAKE APPOINTMENTS AFTER 3.30??!"
Now, this didn't help my throat but it did help my mental state.
Quite a grotty couple of days, methinks. Swimming was painful, and hurts more now, work was scary, although I did see my media studies teacher with the law teacher. Gossip ahoy! Went home, couldn't eat. At all. Managed a few bites and gave up. Ouch, much?
I then watched Angel, which was super. One word: Lyndsey! Oh, Lyndsey, my darling evil lawyer! Oh, how I missed you and your evil hand! So that was nice.
Then I had a stonking great argument with my mother, over Megan, of all people. Which I'd rather not go into.
And then I got a text from
And now I'm hungry. Except I can't eat. Life is cruel...
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2004-03-03 11:04 am (UTC)