Today is the big endocrinologist appointment. I have to bring all my medications and get there at least a half an hour early and it will take anywhere from 45 minutes to all afternoon.
To say that I’m completely nervous is an understatement.
And, of course, there’s going to be a fight in the guns thread. I am saying up front that I’m going to be out for the afternoon. Depending on the news (though I’m not expecting to hear anything right away), I may be out for the evening.
So, I am begging you, please don’t be assholes, because I won’t be here to steer things and you know some jackasses are going to show up. Please, if all else fails, ignore them. You know I normally wouldn’t ask this, but these are strange times.
Good luck, B. Let me know if I can be of any help info-wise.
FIRST: I hope everything works out, AuntB!
SECOND: I hope the ass****s buy a SouthwestAir ticket to Panama City while you are getting things checked out, or somebody offers to buy the ass****s a round trip ticket. Either way, I just want to sit on the beach for at least two days, and if I can bring another person that would be sweet.
Thinking of you today–good luck!
Good luck. Got my fingers crossed as best I can.
If by jackasses, you mean Democrats, well, you’re right. Tell you what: I’ll hug your elephants if you kiss my ass.
Well. On the subject of your appointment, best wishes. Thinkin’ bout you.