Tuesday
So Tuesday is done and dusted.
I had my doctor’s appointment today, for the long awaited pap smear. I am ashamed to say how long it has been, so we’ll just go with Too Long. My usual doctor had been called away, and the woman I saw instead was excellent. She wrote me a referral for a colonoscopy, as it has been over 5 years since I last had polyps removed from my intestines. She also said I had an enlarged ovary, so it’s off for an ultrasound of that, also. I need to start seeing doctors on a regular basis, my last few visits have ended up with me walking out with a bunch of referrals for random things! Remember the last visit for my migraines? I was off for a head scan to rule out aneurysms and a heart scan to confirm a diagnosis of a heart murmur! This poor old body of mine doesn’t get taken care of.
Anyway. I am not concerned about the ovary thing. If it’s a cyst, we’ll remove it. I have a bigger concern about my smear showing abnormal cells. My sister had some the other year that had to be removed.
Just not looking forward to forking out money so a doctor and a team of nurses can get a close up of the inside of my ass. Seriously, the last one I had went as smoothly as I could go (I was unconscious, thank goodness) and it was still a bit traumatic, especially when the doctor showed me photographs at our follow up! OMG my intestines were so pink and shiny. The worst part is the two days before it where you drink saline solution to "clear out’ the bowels. I had such a chapped ass by the end of it.
Anyway. The rest of the day was uneventful. M and I hung out, we both did a little sorting and clearing of stuff. M moved that table from the bedroom (the one I have been talking about for about 2 weeks). That was the major hurdle blocking us from getting other things done, so he should be able to start packing his clothes ready for shipping, and I can clean and photograph a few more items to sell.
Back to work tomorrow, and it will probably be sucky. There’s nothing worse for me than having a day off – I come in to an absolute shit fight on my desk because work gets "saved" for me to do – it seems being incompetent is the way to be in this office, you never get lumped with any sort of responsibility, you never have to stretch out of your comfort zone and you are never relied on for anything. Of course, you are destined for a career as a minion, but I suppose someone in that position is too dumb to realise what they’re missing out on.
Frustrating.
Am keeping myself distracted, and am knitting up a storm. Have burned through the two half-balls of wool that I had, am about to crack open another. I need to pick up an orange or a yellow, I think.
I am also sorting through my paperwork and notebooks (there are many). I need to get them down to a manageable amount.
Slightly dismayed at the bank balance diminishing this week. I took money for my appointment today, in case I needed to pay for a longer consult. I took money for medication, and spent extra on some anti-histamines that we desperately needed. A few groceries etc, and that money is all gone. I will get a small rebate from Medicare, and I have another outstanding rebate that I will receive this week, but it’s not consolation at this point. Tomorrow is pay day, so I can put the money back, it just means not much of an increase in the balance.
And again: I need to remind myself to be thankful that I HAD the money available to pay for these things. I remember the days of going to a bulk-billed doctor and waiting 2+ hours in the waiting room past my appointment time. This practice is right on time, very efficient, and have great attention to detail.
You mean there’s a world where doctors actually keep their appointments? lol I hope everything goes okay healthwise. I can’t imagine drinking the bowel-cleaner would be too pleasant 🙁
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Yeah, it can be hard to remember that you’ve been in a much worse place financially, when things don’t go according to budgetary plan. I have spent about $600 more than I got paid this fortnight, so that wasn’t ideal. 😉 But at least when I have a mortgage I’ll know there really is NO wriggle room so I will just have to say no to certain things. But then, other things I couldn’t say no to, i.e. mycat going to the vet. 😛
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