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Thursday, February 14, 2008

too late

i can't believe how badly today went.

i did as i said i would, making the most out of sleeping late and waking slowly.

my troubles began when i picked the wrong stop to wait for a bus - this area is terrible for public transport. i arrived at the insurance company's building with 40 minutes remaining to arrive at the hospital for my biopsy appointment, and discovered that instead of just handing over the documents from france i had to make my way to the 19th floor (the elevators are difficult), make myself understood to three different people and fill out a form before i could be freed from the envelope.

i rushed off to the hospital, arriving five minutes late, and the woman at the reception sent me with my file to sit and wait. she didn't tell me that i had to hand the file over to the sister in charge in order to be seen, and with my luck the sister only came out an hour later:
"don't you want to see a doctor?"
"YES"
"then why haven't you given me your file?"

the preparation caught me by surprise. the last time i had a spot removed the doctor pulled out an extractor, punched a hole in me and that was that.
this time i had to read a three page document (i got the nurse to give me a summary) and sign things before i could meet the doctor :/

the "operation" was surprisingly painless - i didn't even feel the needle for the anaesthetic, but i can't shower tonight because of the bandages (middle of my back) and i have stitches for ten days :(

after waiting two hours to see the doctor for a five-minute procedure, it took another two after a quick lunch to get to base. arriving at 3.30pm when there's a shitload of work to be done isn't fun, and i only left at 9.30.
i have buckets more to finish and tomorrow's the real last day.

i stopped by 8mm to get my money back and express my disgust - it's been two months and they've screwed up my order for the boondock saints twice in that time. now i'm just gonna order it myself.

i paid mmf and his fiancée a visit, chilled there for an hour or so discussing some interesting ideas, and have just spent the last half hour online instead of getting desperately needed sleep before the big day. i suck.

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