Cluster-thund

I cannot prove all but 3 of my vaccinations.  Apparently doctors don't pass this on when you get a new one and they fax over your giant medical history!  And OHIP doesn't track it.  WTAF?  So guess who took a lorazepam to prepare for her extensive bloodwork, only to find the lab tech went home for the day?  And then guess who had to go to supervision?

It was a very relaxed supervision.

Then I tried to contact the EAP so I could request a dietitian referral because the one from Toronto isn't working out.  Apparently, the EAP is only open during business hours, you know, when you are at work.  So you have to call this confidential service at a time when your boss and colleagues are very likely to overhear you.  [slow clap]  Oh.  BRA. vo.

Then I had to spend 30+ minutes on the phone with Epson to find out that the printer that my extremely thoughtful FIL sent to me has a hardware defect and they will replace it, but only if I send it back with the original receipt.  An original receipt for something that was a gift.

And the vet finally called me back with Thatcher's blood/urine results, but still didn't include in her message why my damn cat came home with a limp when she didn't have one before! 

So that's it.  I'm not talking to another service or helping professional for... oh who am I kidding?  You know I'll be talking to one of them pretty much at 9am.

Oh, and someone in the hospital parking lot dinged my damn car door.  White paint.  Jerk.

FSM, give me strength.  I fear that when I return home, I will have become a hardened vigilante or masked, morally ambiguous super hero/villain.  Sigh... maybe I should take another lorazepam?  If they weren't potentially addictive and inclined to provide diminishing returns then maybe... But I am a responsible gal.

Seriously though; Oy-vey.