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A few photo's from Saturday 6 June. It was nice to get out for a bit with Jay. Seeing Keith and Marc was also a bonus. It really does feel good to be getting back to my old self. It's been a long time coming, but I can finally see the light through the trees!
On Monday I had to go to The Doctors in St Mary's, Southampton. Always such a joy on a Monday morning. I had to collect some blood test results. The Receptionist on the phone had told me last week that I had concerning Liver function results. Naturally I was worried.
I was sat in the waiting room, looking at the information I had been given on the test, on the internet. Something didn't seem right. The information the Receptionist had given me, concerned a Cholesterol test, not a Liver function one.
Waiting for the Doctor on a Monday morning is normally hell, but this Monday was particularly bad. In total I waited 1 hour 17 minutes, over my appointment time. I was as angry as hell, not only for the waiting times, but also because of the information, that I now believed to be wrong, given by the Receptionist.
I had a blazing row with the woman on the desk. The Surgery is a mess. You can never get an appointment, waiting times are long, people who shouldn't have priority do. The list goes on and on! I had other arguments that morning, but finally I feel able and strong enough to sort myself and my life out. In reality, I do not care what people think. I am finally standing up for me. It's about time someone did!
When I finally saw The Doctor, she apologised. The receptionist had made a mistake, because, the Liver test was the first one on the list and she used that as the one causing concern. For god sake, that is not good enough. I have been in panic mode for a week! This time I have to make a complaint!
After the Surgery, I had lunch with Jason and spent the evening with Jay and Natalee. It felt a bit like old times and it felt good to be out, my own person, without worry or stress. The Doctor had said more or less, that my tests results were good.
When people turn around to me, call me an alcoholic or tell me I should change my life style and the like, I can say I am fine, all working perfectly, so concentrate on yourself, not me, as I am fit and healthy! I get sick of people judging me, because I want to enjoy life. They need to look at themselves first, then have a go at me!
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