i'm sick of doctors and doctors offices again
started today at st mary's for my last exorcism...
not going back there again as they don't have the budget to see me anymore as my problems are supposedly not sexual...
so going to have to sort out next year's private health insurance so i can keep seeing some sort of psych. am better off with a different one anyway as i pointed out to him that the discussion we had last session was the exact same discussion when i first came to see him 4 years ago - nada has fucking changed except i'm even more unsure of my sexuality (not that that is an issue - i like having options)
then to the vet
fucking pain = no afternoon appointments on saturday and i need this old scrawny smellie cat to see the doc before i go away so i've got to take him at 6:30 on thurs which is gonna be tight cuz no matter how early i go in the office i never get out early - as hibiscus used to always complain about (yeah - but i pay more in tax then he earns so he can fucking shut up)
had to stop at selfridges and return cat stuff that doesnt match the kitchen - and still, i feel too ill to shop...urgh...i didn't even have a sniff of the leather glove counter! but did buy some cherry cigs...
lunchtime
found out M dragged himself into work today and i'd not eaten so we arranged to meet at the fetish cafe in convent garden as we couldn't have a nooner as my gorgeouse little shaved head brasilian girlie cleaner came earlier than usual today so i had to make myself scarce.
and the cleaner has kinda elevated her position from cleaner to maid as she carried my groceries back from planet organic today AND she told my friend how beautiful she thinks i am...
*swoon*
omg! the fetish cafe place everyone has been talking about is as stark white as it's website! we took one step inside and i turned to him and said "lets go somewhere dark!"
so we headed down the street to the pub and it was alot sexier with its dim lighting and leather seats and real wood tables - unlike the stark white mfi muji like hard chaired interior of that coffee kinky place...
i think they should be done under trade descriptions! will meet up with you lot there on saturday if you are going to be there - but it's not my first choice...
so M and i had a civilised drink instead of food - i'm still off alcohol so had a tonic. ran into a guy from the speed dating night a few weeks back that works at overture so talked shop and sex for awhile and was actually glad at that point M has been demoted to fuck puppy status from potential as he could appreciate my exploits with CSI...
M and i also talked about going away places together, which is nice to be able to do with someone else that has money to travel so i'm not bankrolling the whole trip (not that it isn't worth it sometimes...)
so walked him back to his office in soho and arranged for him to come over on sunday as i'm still on lock down - which i wish i wasn't as of course he's doing the whole drop kick thing this weekend too...
then onto the doc
who had called to say my tests results had finally come in.
these are results that should have been here on wednesday!
so i go to doc as i've still not got any voice to use the phone and ask for my results - receptionist says i need the doctor to give them to me - so i look over into the book and notice that there is an X in the column that says STD next to my name and start to panic! i mean literally shitting myself as i know the only person i've had unprotected sex with and i can't face 'the talk' so am thinking how i'm going to email them...
doc finally calls me in and says yes, the tests have come back and i've got a bladder infection (duh!) and unfortunately the tests also show that i'm resistant to all the drugs they've tried so far (doble duh!) and she gives me another prescription and says to come see her next week if i'm still not better - i'm like, wait - what about the STD and she looks at me funny...
so i tell her what i read and she doesn't find it funny but explains to me that STD in the book means SEE THE DOCTOR !!!!
whew...!!!!
so that is me today
o - and thanks to everyone for giving my daughter such a warm welcome yesterday!
started today at st mary's for my last exorcism...
not going back there again as they don't have the budget to see me anymore as my problems are supposedly not sexual...
so going to have to sort out next year's private health insurance so i can keep seeing some sort of psych. am better off with a different one anyway as i pointed out to him that the discussion we had last session was the exact same discussion when i first came to see him 4 years ago - nada has fucking changed except i'm even more unsure of my sexuality (not that that is an issue - i like having options)
then to the vet
fucking pain = no afternoon appointments on saturday and i need this old scrawny smellie cat to see the doc before i go away so i've got to take him at 6:30 on thurs which is gonna be tight cuz no matter how early i go in the office i never get out early - as hibiscus used to always complain about (yeah - but i pay more in tax then he earns so he can fucking shut up)
had to stop at selfridges and return cat stuff that doesnt match the kitchen - and still, i feel too ill to shop...urgh...i didn't even have a sniff of the leather glove counter! but did buy some cherry cigs...
lunchtime
found out M dragged himself into work today and i'd not eaten so we arranged to meet at the fetish cafe in convent garden as we couldn't have a nooner as my gorgeouse little shaved head brasilian girlie cleaner came earlier than usual today so i had to make myself scarce.
and the cleaner has kinda elevated her position from cleaner to maid as she carried my groceries back from planet organic today AND she told my friend how beautiful she thinks i am...
*swoon*
omg! the fetish cafe place everyone has been talking about is as stark white as it's website! we took one step inside and i turned to him and said "lets go somewhere dark!"
so we headed down the street to the pub and it was alot sexier with its dim lighting and leather seats and real wood tables - unlike the stark white mfi muji like hard chaired interior of that coffee kinky place...
i think they should be done under trade descriptions! will meet up with you lot there on saturday if you are going to be there - but it's not my first choice...
so M and i had a civilised drink instead of food - i'm still off alcohol so had a tonic. ran into a guy from the speed dating night a few weeks back that works at overture so talked shop and sex for awhile and was actually glad at that point M has been demoted to fuck puppy status from potential as he could appreciate my exploits with CSI...
M and i also talked about going away places together, which is nice to be able to do with someone else that has money to travel so i'm not bankrolling the whole trip (not that it isn't worth it sometimes...)
so walked him back to his office in soho and arranged for him to come over on sunday as i'm still on lock down - which i wish i wasn't as of course he's doing the whole drop kick thing this weekend too...
then onto the doc
who had called to say my tests results had finally come in.
these are results that should have been here on wednesday!
so i go to doc as i've still not got any voice to use the phone and ask for my results - receptionist says i need the doctor to give them to me - so i look over into the book and notice that there is an X in the column that says STD next to my name and start to panic! i mean literally shitting myself as i know the only person i've had unprotected sex with and i can't face 'the talk' so am thinking how i'm going to email them...
doc finally calls me in and says yes, the tests have come back and i've got a bladder infection (duh!) and unfortunately the tests also show that i'm resistant to all the drugs they've tried so far (doble duh!) and she gives me another prescription and says to come see her next week if i'm still not better - i'm like, wait - what about the STD and she looks at me funny...
so i tell her what i read and she doesn't find it funny but explains to me that STD in the book means SEE THE DOCTOR !!!!
whew...!!!!
so that is me today
o - and thanks to everyone for giving my daughter such a warm welcome yesterday!
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whilst we're back slapping about tattoos, that butterfly kicks arse. be good