Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
I’m pretty sure I have the same atypical pneumonia that I’ve been getting every year for the past several years. I talked to a doctor on Monday, but she was not open to entertaining the idea that it could be anything other than COVID, even though she saw that last May I took antibiotics for atypical pneumonia. I was getting frustrated and was out of resources, so I ended up just hanging up on her. My speech is really impaired, which people interpret as me being stupid, which is fun. So I’ve got this violent cough that’s characteristic of Mycoplama pneumoniae but not COVID, and my neighbours probably think the COVID monster is in town hacking up a lung.
Then yesterday I had made an appointment to talk to a doctor through a clinic that allows you to email them any relevant documentation (my regular clinic doesn’t check their email). So I emailed a form that when authorized will allow me to get my psych meds fully covered by the government. The doctor said he wouldn’t sign it. So I ended up hanging up on him, too (there’s a pattern here… I’m running on fumes…). I guess that was sufficient evidence of craziness and desperation that he did sign the stupid thing, and I got an email from the clinic saying they’d faxed it to the appropriate people. I am so fucking sick of it being so damn difficult to deal with medical people.
Aside from that, I’ve been basically a lump with a cough.
Oreo and Casper like to snuggle, both with each other and with their rusty green hay rack. In this photo, their heads are both pointing toward the hay rack. Oreo’s head is always identifiable by the white hair, while Casper is just one massive ball of hair. They’ve both got hay all over them, because it’s multi-purpose: good for eating, good for sitting on, and good for playing in.
How has your week been?