Life
I'm back in one of these weird moods where I almost want to cry for no particular reason - perhaps because I don't feel like I'm achieving anything. I get a half day tomorrow - not sure what I'm going to do tomorrow afternoon - some shopping might be nice, but then again, maybe not.
I can't believe the problems I'm having with getting hold of antihystamines. Last year my doctor - in Oxford, cos that's where I was, prescribed me a prescription only drug which actually worked, and I need some more of it. So I rang my doctor - in Tadley, who told me to register as a temporary patient in London (I'm at work and can't get to the surgery during normal hours). I tried to register as a temporary patient in London, and they told me to go back to my own doctor - so I've written a letter explaining this, enclosing an envelope in the hope that a prescription will come through the post soon. But I could really do with it now, because this building is dusty with the heat, and dust seems to set me off as much as pollen itself. I've also got to cut the grass at some point over the next few days.
I can't believe the problems I'm having with getting hold of antihystamines. Last year my doctor - in Oxford, cos that's where I was, prescribed me a prescription only drug which actually worked, and I need some more of it. So I rang my doctor - in Tadley, who told me to register as a temporary patient in London (I'm at work and can't get to the surgery during normal hours). I tried to register as a temporary patient in London, and they told me to go back to my own doctor - so I've written a letter explaining this, enclosing an envelope in the hope that a prescription will come through the post soon. But I could really do with it now, because this building is dusty with the heat, and dust seems to set me off as much as pollen itself. I've also got to cut the grass at some point over the next few days.
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