brett's logjam

So: this morning. Headache, couldn’t breathe, bed kept moving (dumb trains), I got up.

Went downstairs, checked email, saw this, got promptly pissed, then depressed. Looked at puppy pictures on textism to cheer myself up.

Went to allergist. Arrived fifteen minutes early. Signed in. Filled out new paperwork.

Waited.

Waited.

Led to the back, where the nurse took my blood pressure (130/90), made me breathe into a tube, and then back to the waiting room.

Waited.

Waited.

Waited.

Left at 9am, after finding I’d read EW twice.

Buzzed by four or five Blackhawk helicopters on the beltway. Ah, DC.

Got into work at 9:35.

Got call from Doctor at 9:40. Brief, cordial, she said she’s sorry. Will call in the prescriptions, would like me to stop taking Drixoral because it elevates my blood pressure and try Allegra instead.

Her: what’s your pharmacy’s phone number?

I: I don’t have it here.

Her: okay, well, call us back with it and I’ll call in those prescriptions.

Thank you, come again.

Got number.

Called back. Busy.

Called back. Busy.

Called back. Busy.

Gave up, went to 10am meeting.

Thought, it’s only 10am? Oh dear.

This is going to be a long one.