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Thursday, April 11, 2002

So, TWO doctor's appointments today and another one with ANOTHER specialist scheduled for tomorrow. Ugh. And, pending that one, I may need to follow up with a different one. It's nothing big - at least not yet anyway - but enough that I have been given some Rx that I can't take and drive. Hrm. Always worries me. Things like that seem to knock me on my ass and put me in a coma.

I have no idea how this is going to effect the work situation. I simply can not be there even if I needed to tomorrow or the next day. It's not possible. Oh well. You know at this point, I simply can not let it bother me. If there's something I need to do for my health, then screw it, I need to do it. My appointment tomorrow was made just today after my second dr's visit so it's not like I planned it. Whatever.

I'm tired. The kind of worn out soul tired you know? I went to my first appointment with my Hematologist this morning (9am appt) and when I got back, promptly went straight back to bed and slept another three hours or so. It felt so good. I had a good 20 minutes as my alarm kept trying to wake me up in time for my 2nd appointment where I swear the bed was made of clouds. I wish I could hold onto that feeling more often. I was warm and comfortable and happy. Shame it's all too fleeting.

I'm really upset over something else with the work thing not related to the legal stuff. Seems there's a good chance someone's been tracking me down to see what I do and where I go online. I think that bites. It's my fucking site people, it's none of your damned business. Things from like three years ago seem to have been accessed and these are things I haven't even thought of in three years, let alone brought into the work environment. I'm not stupid, I don't bring my personal site stuff into a professional atmosphere. What I do here is no one's business. If they don't like it, too bad. But they need to keep it to themselves If they don't, then it could be even more trouble in the way of religious discrimination and intolerance. Anyway, it has me fumming.

I need to go to bed. I should have done so like an hour ago but I'm in that tired-but-just-can't-sleep phase. Hate that. Feels like I could drop at any moment but won't. *sighs* More after my appointment tomorrow.

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