detours

Detours

I felt like all I did today was run around and do nothing. I was supposed to have a meeting with my pdoc today but she canceled on me. Her secretary said she would get back to me but I am still waiting. Luckily I was still at Starbucks drinking my coffee. I had more than two hours to kill for my next appointment, group therapy so decided to ride the bus to Lechmere, take the train to the end of the line, then take a bus back to Copley where I would be on my way to the group. I got back to Boston just in time for group.

On the way home I stopped and got a jacket as I was freezing. Because today was supposed to be near 50 degrees I foolishly just wore my sweatshirt. The windchill never made it past 45 degrees so I was cold!! I had something to eat because I was getting cranky so had McDonalds. Best cheeseburgers. I think anyways!! I started reading the “why people die by suicide” while waiting for the train back home. I got to the Orange line only to get diverted because something was happening. UGH so back on the green line I go to the Red line so I can go home. The bus just got there as I was exiting the station. Which was good but it wasn’t the normal driver. It was a whacked out driver that missed at least three accidents. I got into a panic by the time he reached my stop. I held on for dear life as he came to the stop because I didn’t know if I was going to go flying or not. I HATE Bus drivers like that!!! I thought about going to Walgreens to drop off my prescription but then I remembered I didn’t have my appointment this morning. UGH so now I am almost out of one of my meds. I hope my doc calls it in today or tomorrow. I’ll be bugging her until she does or at least emails me back.

I’m debating eating dinner. My mother made chicken cutlets but I am not really in the mood for it. Plus I had lunch kind of late so I am not that hungry. Maybe I will eat later.

any thoughts?

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