Quoth MoonCat
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Had to use monistat last year for a yeast infection. Had allergic reaction to said monistat. Was in so much burning pain, was nearly screaming.
Still could barely call gyn the next morning about it.

So yes. I love email.
Even if people call me, I can't answer the phone 95% of the time...although I'm better if it's a friend than anything professional. I can at least answer the phone when a friend calls usually, it's just the...talking and conversation part that's tricky. 
But yeah. I do keep zoning out. It's 7:30 right now for instance, and I have been either spacey or asleep 98% of today. Keep randomly falling asleep...although I'm sure it being pitch black in here and having all the lights off doesn't help. XD
Quoth houdini
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Sort of a problem. I have to go by who they think is ok, for one. And anyone they think is ok seems to be an utter twat-face, judging by past therapeutic experiences. D: My mom, who is the policy-holder, was supposed to ask them who they cover...um...two weeks ago. She keeps forgetting. Or I forget to call her to remind her not to forget. -facepalm- Really need to get on that, especially considering she's also asking about podiatrists.
I like the idea of writing their physical address about that, maybe they'd have a better idea of how I can contact them besides the phone...thank you.

-reminds self that sitting in bed all day on the computer is not actually getting anything done-
-notices that doesn't actually prod me into gear in the slightest-
-siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiighs-

I want to become a hermit. I'm mostly there, anyway. And then the few friends I do have tell me being a hermit is bad, and isolation is bad. Well, if I'm going to be isolated anyway, then why not enjoy it? D: Or...attempt to anyway? It's not like there's really anything to do in this town, it's either go to a bar or university stuff. Well, I graduated and (apologies
) but I really don't like bars. Especially since you can still smoke in ours, and I'm allergic. Plus, after the last fiasco of "sure give the gay guy my number, we can be friends...motherfucker, he's not gay D:" not exactly peachy-keen on returning...especially alone...and alcohol's not good for me, anyway, it gives me the headache of death and makes me more spacey. 
Juuuust gonna curl up in this corner over here, don't mind me...


I don't even get why, she hates my dad. And she keeps telling me that he can't be that bad because he hasn't stopped my mom from helping her this past year when the truth is, he's been a raging asshole the entire year, my mom just doesn't want to tell her.
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