AGGH. It was an odd and aggravating day, especially considering I had the day off! I still have the stupid cough, cough, cough. It's been 2 weeks now.
Ron complained about it and I said if it bothers you so much, make the appointment yourself. I hate going to the doctor. It's bad enough that I'm insane without my 5 pills a day, I take them. I endure the side effects. The last thing I want to do is go to another doctor and get some pills that might make me freak out. I live in horror of just that. I had a horrible October, 1998 that is my benchmark for "terrible". Compazine make me incredibly paranoid and manic, it was literally weeks before I could sleep more than an hour at a time. Anyway, he called and made an appointment for Monday. I love her, she's a great doctor. Bags of driver candy will be given. I just hate going to the doctor. I hate being sick.
Then I had to hear several times today, just how incredibly annoying he finds that cough, it's embarrassing to be out in public with "the cougher", called me "Typhoid Mary" several times, and why can't anything "fix me" like I'm some alleycat. UGH! I have heard him ranting about my cough for FIFTEEN years, everytime I get the flu I get a cough for a couple weeks afterward and the only doctor who could fix it gave me Claratin, which makes me freak out now. You can understand my position, I hope. I'm grateful he isn't addicted to fantasy football or internet porn, overall he's a wonderful husband, but I wish he could see my poitn of view.
If my doctor can give me a good, inexpensive antihistamine that won't make me flip out, I'll take it. No side effects would be great, but I'm willing to tolerate some if that's what it takes. But don't bitch at me because you don't like my cough. I don't like it either! It's not like I'm cultivating it!
I even went to the Vitamin Shoppe today and bought some B-50, Panothetic acid, and Siberian Ginseng tea bags. I tolerated them all well, that's why I like herbalism and nutrition. Siberian Gingeng is good for balancing the immune system, it's said. We'll see. It doesn't hurt.
I made an order with an online herb shop a week ago, TODAY they send me two emails telling me they are out of stock on the main thing I wanted, the throat/cough tea, sorry, they'll ship the rest in a DAY OR TWO? Hello, you got my money a week ago! I checked. What are you doing with it, online gambling? If I told my customers they'd have to wait a week before getting their candy bar, they'd be livid. I will most likely not use them again. The prices were very low, but it goes to show I will get what I pay for. I am not using their name. I only put names of good companies.
Like American Medical ID. I was told I'd get my stainless steel medic-alert bracelet (it seems wise to have my condition and medications on my arm) after Christmas, but lo and behold, here it is today. I'm wearing it now. I love it and it's worth the money. Here they are: http://www.americanmedical-id.com/marketplace/build.php?plateorcharm=plate&bbmaintypeid=7&preradioed_plate=0&preradioed_chain=0&preradioed_clasp=0
Well, it's the link that worked for me. Let me backtrack to tell you about the finger incident. This morning we had 2 trips. One was "Going to Starbucks", which is really "Ron goes to Starbucks while Heather walks across the strip mall to Academy sports". At this particular Starbucks, there are only about 3 "good" parking spaces in front of the store. One of them is a Handicapped space. We used it when we got out of our Metrolift.
Ron got his coffee, and I went to Academy (with a stop at the Vitamin Shoppe). I really wanted one of Academy's small cast-iron saucepans. They were about $6 the last time I went (easily over a year ago). They don't carry them anymore! I got a little skillet instead, and a long-sleeved t-shirt with dancing santas on it.
Nya Nya! I wore sandals today! It got up to 80. GOD, I love this town. I truly do. Tomorrow it will be even warmer, too warm to wear my new t-shirt. There's always Monday, and Ron said it will be "Cold, with highs in the 50's" on Tuesday. [grin] Like I said, this is MY town.
Ron called me as I was leaving Academy (I am so tired of typing that word!), to tell me they'd moved up our pickup. Could I get back in 5 minutes? I did it. Then I got Ron, the package, and my other junk outside.
I want credit: When the ruddy, over-fleshed driver pulled up and parked crookedly in the handicapped spot, I pretended I didn't notice. He bounced out of the car and walked off with no apparent disability. Now I know he could have MS or something, he did have a hang-tag, but when you see a blind guy waiting outside to be picked up, it seems to me, since he could walk so well, that he could have parked somewhere else. I was "good", and I did nothing.
When our yellow cab metrolift pulled up, he had nowhere to park. Ron can't walk very far. The driver had to block traffic for about one minute while I stuffed Ron and myself into the vehicle. Some creep pulled up in an SUV behind our driver. HONK, HONK. I glared at him.
Again. HONK HONK. THEN I gave him the finger. Our driver pulled some fancy maneuvers and gave the other guy enough room to pass (he's a lot kinder than I would have been). I'm not sorry I did it.
I'd do it again. Then I gave our guy a bag of driver candy.
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