The health system around me works at the speed of... I don't know... something really really incomprehensibly slow. I hadn't been to a pdoc in over a decade so trying to find a new one was amazingly difficult. I do see a family doctor tomorrow morning, it was the best I could do. The soonest any new pdoc could see me without a referral was mid March. (This is when I was calling around at the beginning of January.) I took the whole day off work tomorrow (probably foolishly and naively) hoping that maybe I could get a referral for the same day if I let them know what's going on.

I've never felt off enough to go to the hospital, although that's always been in the back of my mind as kind of a last ditch effort. I was just hoping that it would pass, really. And it's just not. Today was just a bad day. God, I realize I sound like a child. Man, I'm even setting my own temper off. *shakes head*

And dark heart, I love that sign on the door idea. I will have to do that.