Can You Hear Me Now?

I finally typed up my letter to the College of Physicians and Surgeons yesterday to tell them about my experience a couple weeks ago in hopes that the proper wrists get slapped. I really just want to know who gave the order to send me home like that and without a catheter, so I can personally call him/her an idiot and be done with it. I don’t expect much else. Now, because I am cheap environmentally conscious, almost every fax I receive or document I print and don’t use gets placed back in the printer so I can print on the other side. That includes the letter I wrote and faxed to the same place for Brenda about a month ago. How funny, I thought, as I printed my own letter and it came out on the back of the one I wrote for her. CAN you guess what comes next?? Page one of her letter went with page two of mine. Luckily, I pulled it out of the fax machine before page two ended and they could see my name. Heh. I’m just waiting a couple days for the receptionist to forget, and then I’ll send my own.

What was Russ saying the other day about the movie of my life? Is it a comedy or a tragedy?

This is the week I am dropping gifts off to my clients that I see regularly. I ordered a couple things from Avon for the owners of the Pub, and wouldn’t you know it, those are the two things from my order that weren’t in stock. I’ll still get them, but not before Friday when I need them. By the time I get them to the Pub it will be after Christmas and since they are Christmas-y items, it kinda sucks. I bought them a gift basket today with chocolates and coffee and stuff. That will have to do, although it’s not as personal as I wanted. The cook gets the best gift because he is so damn good to me and has been for five years now!

Today I was going to a client’s prepared to bring them the gift basket of chocolate covered nuts and raisins etc. I bought last week (since I’m not baking this year, everyone who used to get baking is getting store bought stuff like that!) However, yesterday I received a prescription delivery. The lady who delivers my prescriptions is soooo nice and we always chat a little bit when she comes every month. I totally forgot about gifts for regular delivery people and the apartment management and all that… I usually have so many little Christmas tins and bags of shortbread that I hand out to practically every person that comes to my door, I wasn’t prepared this year! So when she was standing at my door yesterday, I looked at my client’s basket sitting on the counter and said “oh, this is for you!” and handed it to her. That left me with nothing to bring to my client’s, so when Mel and I went for lunch today I had her stop at London Drugs so I could buy a couple more baskets and boxes of chocolate. Sigh. I am so broke. Baking is a lot cheaper!

I would give away the baking Shawna gave me if I hadn’t eaten it all.