Oct 24 2012
Unwelcome Wednesday
Well, today is going to be a lovely day.
I woke up to find that the kitties had been romping in the garbage and recycling under the kitchen sink during the night. I waited until I was caffeinated before dealing with that.
Then I drove to the jobette in the pouring rain. We are going to have a staff meeting for most of the day, and you know how delightful those always are.
After work, I get to go to the clinic and huddle with the rest of the uninsured masses, contemplating my downward mobility among the homeless folks and welfare mothers with screaming children. And pay for the (dis)pleasure. Undoubtedly I will have to also pay for blood tests and lose more pay by having to take more time off for the blood tests, and more time off for the results, for which time I will also not be paid, though I will have to pay yet again for another visit.
If you don’t have money (or insurance), you always have to pay more.
The I get to drive home in the rainy darkness, which I love, and as an added bonus, miss the beginning of the first World Series game between the San Francisco Giants and the Detroit Tigers. Grrr.
Bitter much?
Tomorrow I get to look forward to keeping Audrey inside until 8:30, when I will attempt to decant her into the cat carrier and bring her to Dr. Karen, undoubtedly to the accompaniment of squalling, puking, and pooping. I discovered a lump near her left front leg yesterday and am concerned. And then there’s this year plague of fleas. I’m afraid that Dr. Karen will think I’m a bad pet parent when she finds out how scabalicious Audrey is from the fleas.
In my defense, I have ordered the flea meds but they aren’t here yet – one of the perks of living in the country. When they do get here, it will be a laundry palooza again, which I’m not looking forward to.
Sigh.
2 Responses to “Unwelcome Wednesday”
Blood tests, doctors, and back again, never a fun thing but most important to follow up, better pay me now than pay me later if you don’t follow up, believe me. It is unfortunately the time of the year for fleas to find a warm home and in the country as you said on your blog, more likely for pets to be hammered with them, poor Audrey.
I will never understand why Canadians will bitch and moan so much about our health care. I’ve heard people say they would prefer to see the US style here. You’re right, the less money you have, the more money you seem to have to pay. It’s moronic. I’m bitter for you.
Hope Audrey is alright!