Hey there!

 I went to that horrible doctors appointment and maybe did maybe cry twice. I took an Uber there and then my husband met me and Josh at a burger joint so I could drown my emotions in a bacon burger. It’s less fun if there’s no bun, but, BACON, so…..

The news is that I need four very serious surgeries and due to some issues I am getting them done at the same time, because if anyone likes pain more than me, I don’t know them…..I’m mostly worried that it will ruin Christmas for my husband and Joshua. I’ll be fine! It’s fine! Everything is fine!

So, had an appointment with my psychiatrist and I swear, this guy, who must be in his early 30’s, is my guess, is exactly the stereotypical millennial. So we’re talking and suddenly he puts his finger up to his lips and whispers ( I have my AirPods in, but he still whispers)….Shhhhhh….. There’s someone behind you…” and it’s a video call so I can see me and behind me so I look at me and there’s no one there and he does it again…”Shhhhh….There’s someone in your house…” And can I just say, that was scary as fuck! Then I realize that it was Joshua and in my panicked state I loudly say to my doc “ Holy fucking shit! You almost gave me a fucking heart attack!” And he responds “ I must watch too much true crime.” Then for the next TEN minutes he tells me how his cats are ruining his life so bad that it makes him want to forget about participating in any Holiday events…. And he has a new favorite Thai restaurant.  Apparently it’s expensive but worth it and….. what should he do about the cats? They ate his couch and broke his “ glass collection” in my head I’m thinking…. This mother fucker charges my insurance company $450 for thirty minutes and break that down, subtract this and add that and he owes me at least $125 bucks right now.  That is not normal, but!!! I can talk to him like myself. Use sarcasm and be snarky about someone and cuss when I want and we fucking LAUGH. He gets my quirks and believe me when I say that most psych doctors do not get sarcasm or joking. They are what I call “ math brains” and my husband is one too, like, no sarcastic understanding at all which is pretty hard to do when my family is actually functional because all the rest of us have that dry sense of humor that he can’t pick up on and….. Anyway, how can I fire someone who gets me just because HE’S quirky!? 

Aren’t ya glad we haven’t gotten into politics for a long time? I feel it coming though…..

Ok, Song…The Dance by Garth Brooks. Arguably one of the best songs ever.

Me

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