Pharmaceutical trip

I had to go to the mall today to pick up some medication for my preparation for the hospital visit on tuesday. They have buses that goes every half an hour there straight from my bus stop, very handy. So I got on the bus over there and did my business fairly quickly. I went a quickie in to one of the big supermarkets and bought some tasty things to bring with me home. I missed the bus home by 2 min. Fine, next one is in 38 min. So I had a sausage and some soda, looked around in the stores, tried to overcome my disgust for the H&M store to check out a belt I actually thought was kinda nice, for decoration. Then I checked the time and went over to the bus. I ran into a friend of mine and exchanged a few words. I missed the bus with 2 min AGAIN. Tired of waiting I went on another bus that goes downtown before going home and wondered why I didn't take that one straight away, since the same kind of bus was waiting straight after the first bus I missed.

I do not like buses. I do not like anything you have to catch a time to and if you don't you're doomed. I'm not doomed taking these buses living in a city and all, but where I used to live it was more or less "If you miss this bus you will have to wait until tomorrow". Really annoying since the bus stop I used was hidden so you had to stand and wait for the bus out on the road or they'd pass by you not even looking because it isn't the most run down stop if you say so. And I'm not kidding; in summer there were only 2 buses a day; one away and one home. One each way.

So back to present; I am ready now! I'm gonna live on fluids until monday morning just to be sure everything goes fine. So I'm gonna have to go shop for a fluid drink diet tomorrow. Also I need to check up how I am gonna get there and how much it's gonna cost to bring Foxy along. I'm mire than likely going to be drugged once there since the examination is going to be very painful. Just the light version hurt so much I had to scream and cry. So going alone is not a good idea.

I hope this is going to tell what's wrong with my health. If they don't find anything... Then they will have to drive me to the psychiatric ward I'm afraid because I can't take the pressure of this mysterious illness. And those bastards does not even want to file me as ill in the official papers either. If I could work I would. Actually I want to work but I can't. I can't even go to school and study. I can barely go and shop by myself. And at any given time I can have a blood pressure fall and have to be lead/carried home.

Well.. enough misery for now.

G'night all.