Forgive me, it has been several months since my last entry. Part of the reason is that not much was actually going on that pertains to transition. I'm not sure that many want to hear about getting passed an excellent bill of health, and being taken off one medication or weight loss. I'm sure the two of you reading this would be interested.
Well, business is okay. Still have just the one customer, settled an argument with him over a matter of a receipt. I've figured out what I am going to do and that has settled him down a bit. Rather than get into the nitty gritty of the whys and whatfors, I'm just going to say that things will work out for my company in the end. He gets what he wants, and I get what he didn't want to give me after all.
Not much been going on with the transition front. That is until today. I opened my mailbox and inside there was a substantial package. Now, I've been worrying since march when I last saw the Psychologist who referred me to the GID Clinic, whether or not he actually did. I was intending to call him, but I just never got around to doing it. I reckoned I would just wait. Well, that wait is over. Of course, I went shopping for some food before I opened it.
I went to the market, and bought some food, for the next few days. Got stuff to make a salad, Onions to make a lovely French Onion soup in my new ceramic pot, a ham wrapped in bacon that was on sale for half off since its sell by date was today, some bread, extra virgin olive oil, and thats about it really.
When I got back home with the goods, I opened my postbox and took the letter upstairs. I put the groceries away, and then sat down to discover the contents of the package. Oh, I of course, already had suspected that this was from the GID clinic, but I couldn't have been sure. It could have been something else perhaps in relation to my diabetes type 2.
What a relief it was that it was from them. I sort of just initially was startled by all the forms and surveys they wanted filled out. General psychiatric questions. Of course, I then read the cover letter and noticed it was sent out yesterday. On the next page there was actually the original letter that had been sent to the wrong address on the 22nd of April. Apparently, for some reason unbeknownst to me, they had the wrong address from some years ago. At any rate, it mentioned my referral from the psychologist, who I will be seeing, and where and when my appointment is. My appointment is scheduled for the 14th of August of this year.
It is such a shame that I will not be able to go to Sparkle in July, even though I would desparately like to! I have to buy more outfits and clothes and make up and shoes. Have to "impress" them at the clinic. Have to slim down and show them that I am hellbent on doing a complete 180!
Now, if you don't mind, I have about 10 surveys to fill out by hand. Thanks for stopping by. Am sure I will have more to moan about in the future!
Rachel xxx
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