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The Story [Mar. 23rd, 2005|04:19 pm]
Anyway, yesterday. I went into Boots, and when I came in, the lady who was serving me yesterday started with "We've looked high and low for your script, and we couldn't find it. Do you want us to print a receipt so you can at least show that you do actually get it?" My thoughts were that anything would be good now, so I accepted. So, once she was behind, at the actual pharmacy desk, she found it. It wasn't in the back room in the slightest. So, exit a gushing me. I was rather happy, and made sure that she knew that her work meant a lot to me - it did for the record, but no harm in making sure she knows.

Now the half-way difficult bit was over, the next bit was going into college, doing some work, and then seeing a doc at the med services centre. So, I went in... waited for something near half an hour after my appointment was meant to be for (so relatively good wait times) and went in and talked to the doctor. It was mildly entertaining going in and watching her reaction. But nonetheless I got a once-off script for it. Yay!

The bloody stupid thing is that she explained the side effects of each med on that script. This is actually a good thing, and was more than what my endo does... such as mentioning that aspirin may interfere with asthma - which is something I used to suffer quite heavily with. I think it says something about my endo.

In other news, things seem to be going well. There seem to be odd confluences that mean I do certain things which mean I meet certain people which means I get other things sorted. Like my hoodie: Lost it at USI LGBT standing conference. One girl found it and kept it in her locker. Every time I saw her or she saw me, we either forgot, or we had to go somewhere. But today, on the way into college, I was looking at some posters. One girl was putting them up, and a gust of wind blew some of her posters away, so I decided to catch one of the stray ones and happened across the girl who has my top. She remembered, and so did I. I just dropped back the poster and finally we were able to get it. If it wasn't for that poster we wouldn't have seen each other that time. It's probobly not that this sort of stuff is happening more, but more that I'm noticing it again. Still it's cool.

Anyway I must do some coding and bring some stuff back home today. Apparently these labs are closed for nearly a week. So I'll be working at home most of my time now, probably doing most of the work propped on caffeine. That'll be fun.

[User Picture]From: thisisjustmenow
2005-03-24 07:43 pm (UTC)
Many many hugs. Did you break the health centre doc? cause we need them occasionally.... Many more hugs. Glad you got the script anyway. JOY!
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