So I just called the oral surgeon place that's going to extract my tooth tomorrow. The one that's too far gone for a root canal to be effective. I can't do sedation because it's too late in the day, they only do sedations in the morning because of the fasting rule. So I opted for nitrous or whatever it's called. Of course, my dumb insurance doesn't cover that. I have to pay $160 for it but I don't really care if it's going to help me get through it!!!! At least for the extraction they pay 80% so I shall be happy for that and not worry about the $160. I just want it over with.

Also as soon as I got home I took a deep breath and told h that I am going to see t on Saturday instead of waiting 2 weeks and I said don't worry I'm not asking for money I have the $ in my therapy account. He said "Ok, whatever you need to do." That was too easy. Now I am paranoid about that too.

Can I just say one more time that transference sucks? I can't even be glad h is ok with me going earlier than planned. And another lovely related thing happened. Driving home from work, I take the same road that I take to go to t's (I just turn off to come home sooner than where I turn to go to her house.) That made me think about her all over again and I started crying thinking about her being mad at me. Gah!! Part of me wishes now that she had never moved back here... I can't believe I just thought that.

On a positive note, I got caught up today at work on one of my several 'not in the job description' duties, the Survey reporting thing I do. I listen to the calls that members took the survey on, where they rated anything less than a perfect 5 and try to find rebuttal reasons. Also, one of the other supervisors asked me to let one of her reps y-jack with me to get some pointers on getting good Quality scores (I am a Quality superstar LOL this month I have 100% so far on the calls I've had scored. My monthly score is usually never below 98.5%.)

Sorry so long. I am feeling rambly.