urbandruid | Feh. Doctors. *eyeroll*

I'm in a weird mood today. I go back to the allergist's tomorrow, and even though I'm not looking forward to it, part of me wishes it was today, on the general principal of "let's get it the hell over with." Last time I was supposed to see their food allergy guy, who wasn't there even though he was scheduled to work that day... Argh, it's just too much to explain over again. Here's the backstory.

So far the upshot seems to be that nobody else wants to run the food allergy skin tests, that they want this other guy to do it. Which is fine, if he's there. And I know it was only one appointment he wasn't there for, and that he could very well have a good reason for it, family emergency or whatever. But as first impressions go, being "the guy who didn't show up" kind of sucks. I'm starting to lose my patience with these people, and I swear, if that guy isn't there again tomorrow...

Somebody needs to run the tests. Somebody needs to diagnose me with something. Do I have asthma, food allergies, both? I'm sure it's very interesting academically, but I've already more that met my quota of sitting around in doctors' offices, waiting for them to figure out what the hell is wrong with me this time.

I'll take so much, and then I won't take anymore. I'm rapidly approaching that point. Something will get done tomorrow. If I have to take the gloves off a bit, then that's what I'm going to do. Because I've really, really had it.

Anyway, tonight I'm getting my hair cut, and it's so fucking hot, I'm thinking of just having her French braid it when she's done and leaving it in until after I see the doc tomorrow. Last time I had my hair in a ponytail, and it was really hard to keep it totally off my back while they were having fun with patch testing. Plus, again, it's hot.

I'd really rather not go out at all, but I do need the haircut, so...