Sometimes even the best intentions can backfire on you.
I left work a little early for my GI appointment. Got to the building just fine only to realize that I went to the wrong doctor’s office. Called to let them know I was on the way and got on the right road… going in the wrong direction. Add in rain, schools getting out, and a budding panic attack and I finally got to the right office. They had already written me off as a loss. Thankfully, I can see the doc after the other patients who were on time. I’m so grateful and waiting is the least penance as far as I’m concerned. I just didn’t want to have to reschedule- I’m really hoping for a diagnosis or at least a med/diet change to get things under better control. If they said no I’d probably have found a restroom and just cried.
It has not been one of my better days.
We also had a family member rushed to the hospital Saturday. He is home as of last night, but things have been very anxious all-around. It is not shaping up to be a great week. I’ll update when I have news from the GI.