Today's Itinerary
Sep. 26th, 2005 05:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senashenta7:00 AM: Alarm goes off. Sena gets up for the day and shuffles off to have a shower.
7:15 AM: I get out of the shower, get dressed, brush my hair, and make a cup of tea.
7:30 AM: I boot up the computer, and skip over to LJ to say hi to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cassandracsenta! ...who is strangely absent. Oh well, we usually talk at 9, so she must have forgotten I would be on early (and only for a few minutes) this morning. I wait for a few minutes, finish my tea, then leave a message for her and turn everything off again.
8:00 AM: I pack up my purse and everything I need for my OW meeting, then look out the window and wait for Mom...
8:15 AM: I call Mom, who is late, just in case she slept in by accident. ^^;
8:25 AM: Mom arrives! We hie ourselves over to the OW office, and sit down to wait.
8:45 AM: They call us in. We sit and watch a stupid fucking video for 20 minutes.
9:05 AM: We head into the case worker's office for the interview: it was an hour long, and what it generally boiled down to was that yes, they would give me money... a whole $500 a month, which is to cover rent, hydro, and food/clothing. *ticks* Whatever. It's better than the $0 I've been getting until now, or borrowing money off Mom every week.
10:15 AM: I have an appointment with my family Doctor at 10:30. We get there, sit and wait.
11:00 AM: (-waiting still-)
11:30 AM: (-waiting still-)
12:00 PM: (-waiting still-)
12:30 PM: Dr. K finally gets to us, and I have my appointment; she put me back on Welbutrin (but isn't making me take Effexor anymore), and prescribed Cipralex and Apo-Lorezapam for anxiety/panic attacks. She also gave me Alti-Metformin, which is a drug for treating symptoms of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome.
1:00 PM: Appointment over! We make a quick run to the bank, then go to the petstore. Mom buys me two more 10-gallon terrariums (and lids) for my soon-to-be Mouse Hoarde. Then we went to the pharmacy to stop off the prescriptions Dr. K gave me.
1:25 PM: Sena and her Mom hit the road to drive to Bracebridge for a Chiropractor's appointment!
1:45 PM: We stop for drinks at a coffee shop along the way. =)
2:25 PM: We arrive at the Chiropractor's office, and sit to wait. Again.
2:40 PM: We're called in for our appointment, which takes all of maybe ten minutes...
2:50 PM: Across the street is a pet shop-- we skip over there to look for dangly water bottles for the terrariums we got earlier. They don't have the kind we're looking for, but give us the information on them (product code, manufacturer, etc.) so we can ask at pet stores when we get back home. I buy a plastic hidey-nest-castle thing, and a mineral block. We leave, and start back to Orillia.
3:45 PM: Back to Orillia! We go to pick up my prescriptions, then stop at the pet store near there to brandish the info the other shop gave us and ask if they could get a couple of the bottles for me. No such luck. They send us to another pet shop across town. While I'm there, I get another hidey-hole-nest-thingy for the third terrarium.
3:55 PM: Other pet store... still no bottles. I get different ones, for lack of anything else. We also buy some toys for Possum, and my Grandparent's dog, Angel. =^-^=
4:10 PM: We head across town to Walmart, where we purchase many painting supplies, so that I can (hopefully) get my apartment painted this week. The walls are going to be light yellow ("Sweet Buttercup") and light purple ("Foible"). Very pretty.
4:30 PM: On our way out, I get a 99 cent ice cream cone from McDonalds. X3
4:40 PM: FINALLY get home, and drag everything upstairs.
5:00 PM: WHAT THE FUCK?! Sarah had a Doctor's appointment today too, and ambushes me to tell me that the Doctor says she has a herniated disc in her back (from the car accident), and now she thinks she has brain damage and multiple schlorosis (or however you spell it). BULL-FUCKING-SHIT. She's a hypocondriac and has a friend with MS, which is why she thinks she has it. She can convince herself she has anything.
And now I'm exhausted, irritated because of Sarah, and really just want to lay down and die.
The end.
7:15 AM: I get out of the shower, get dressed, brush my hair, and make a cup of tea.
7:30 AM: I boot up the computer, and skip over to LJ to say hi to
cassandracsenta! ...who is strangely absent. Oh well, we usually talk at 9, so she must have forgotten I would be on early (and only for a few minutes) this morning. I wait for a few minutes, finish my tea, then leave a message for her and turn everything off again.8:00 AM: I pack up my purse and everything I need for my OW meeting, then look out the window and wait for Mom...
8:15 AM: I call Mom, who is late, just in case she slept in by accident. ^^;
8:25 AM: Mom arrives! We hie ourselves over to the OW office, and sit down to wait.
8:45 AM: They call us in. We sit and watch a stupid fucking video for 20 minutes.
9:05 AM: We head into the case worker's office for the interview: it was an hour long, and what it generally boiled down to was that yes, they would give me money... a whole $500 a month, which is to cover rent, hydro, and food/clothing. *ticks* Whatever. It's better than the $0 I've been getting until now, or borrowing money off Mom every week.
10:15 AM: I have an appointment with my family Doctor at 10:30. We get there, sit and wait.
11:00 AM: (-waiting still-)
11:30 AM: (-waiting still-)
12:00 PM: (-waiting still-)
12:30 PM: Dr. K finally gets to us, and I have my appointment; she put me back on Welbutrin (but isn't making me take Effexor anymore), and prescribed Cipralex and Apo-Lorezapam for anxiety/panic attacks. She also gave me Alti-Metformin, which is a drug for treating symptoms of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome.
1:00 PM: Appointment over! We make a quick run to the bank, then go to the petstore. Mom buys me two more 10-gallon terrariums (and lids) for my soon-to-be Mouse Hoarde. Then we went to the pharmacy to stop off the prescriptions Dr. K gave me.
1:25 PM: Sena and her Mom hit the road to drive to Bracebridge for a Chiropractor's appointment!
1:45 PM: We stop for drinks at a coffee shop along the way. =)
2:25 PM: We arrive at the Chiropractor's office, and sit to wait. Again.
2:40 PM: We're called in for our appointment, which takes all of maybe ten minutes...
2:50 PM: Across the street is a pet shop-- we skip over there to look for dangly water bottles for the terrariums we got earlier. They don't have the kind we're looking for, but give us the information on them (product code, manufacturer, etc.) so we can ask at pet stores when we get back home. I buy a plastic hidey-nest-castle thing, and a mineral block. We leave, and start back to Orillia.
3:45 PM: Back to Orillia! We go to pick up my prescriptions, then stop at the pet store near there to brandish the info the other shop gave us and ask if they could get a couple of the bottles for me. No such luck. They send us to another pet shop across town. While I'm there, I get another hidey-hole-nest-thingy for the third terrarium.
3:55 PM: Other pet store... still no bottles. I get different ones, for lack of anything else. We also buy some toys for Possum, and my Grandparent's dog, Angel. =^-^=
4:10 PM: We head across town to Walmart, where we purchase many painting supplies, so that I can (hopefully) get my apartment painted this week. The walls are going to be light yellow ("Sweet Buttercup") and light purple ("Foible"). Very pretty.
4:30 PM: On our way out, I get a 99 cent ice cream cone from McDonalds. X3
4:40 PM: FINALLY get home, and drag everything upstairs.
5:00 PM: WHAT THE FUCK?! Sarah had a Doctor's appointment today too, and ambushes me to tell me that the Doctor says she has a herniated disc in her back (from the car accident), and now she thinks she has brain damage and multiple schlorosis (or however you spell it). BULL-FUCKING-SHIT. She's a hypocondriac and has a friend with MS, which is why she thinks she has it. She can convince herself she has anything.
And now I'm exhausted, irritated because of Sarah, and really just want to lay down and die.
The end.
