Last Monday, the 5th, I had off of work for 4th of July, so I scheduled 3 appointments back to back to knock them out so I didn’t have to take time off of work.
Unfortunately, when I showed up, I did not have a doctor’s order and they didn’t fax it over, so they couldn’t see me. 40 minute drive down and 40 minute drive back for nothing. I was pissed.
I have those appointments rescheduled to this morning, but during work hours so I will have to make those hours up, or dock them from my vacation time. Hopefully the former.
I also had my psych evaluation Saturday morning. I thought I was going to be late because of a horse trailer that had been hit on I-15, but I arrived maybe only 2 or 3 minutes late. I went up to the doctor’s office and saw the lights out and the doors locked, and I became pissed again because I figured they told me the wrong location to go to.
But fortunately I decided to sit in the lobby downstairs for a little bit, convinced that I was going to be missing yet another appointment because of the stupid medical receptionists and their incompetence. Eventually I saw this homely, daycare overauls looking woman come waddling through the front doors. No way this is my Psychiatrist, but low and behold it was, just late.
She was actually very nice, not all that thorough as I thought this appointment would be, and she was rather impressed with my down-to-earth and logical nature. She basically said I had all the right expectations and research needed from this surgery, that I seem to have a decent support system (though I’m not entirely sure about that one myself outside of the boyfriend), and she didn’t forsee any problems.
It was a lot less painful than I thought it’d be, to be honest. I was expecting to cry as I don’t like dealing with people who try to sort through your thoughts and issues. I handle them well enough on my own. I remember my mother used to take me to some shrink not long after she left my father and it was never something I enjoyed. It’s just the way most of my paternal family is. We deal with our own issues, we don’t need to involve other people to do it for the most part.
I have had people trying to convince me to not get this surgery I’ve noticed. I was on an ADF chat the other night and two people were speaking against it, one of which had the surgery, the other of which knew someone who died from it. But I’ve done my thought process, I’ve gone through the necessary appointments, and I’ve made up my mind. I am a -very- healthy person, as these medical checks have clearly pointed out. I’m also a very stubborn and dedicated person when it comes to putting my mind to something I want to accomplish, such as my finances. This is merely another challenge for me to defeat, and I will do it and be better off in the long run for it.