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Apr. 21st, 2002 08:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckFriday, I finally went in to see my doctor. As I informed her when I arrived, it was mainly a bookkeeping visit. I needed her to refer me to the nutritionist and physical therapist again in order for my insurance to cover them. I also needed refills on my standard prescriptions and wanted a referral to the rheumatologist I've seen in the past. It's been a bit more than a year since I last saw her, and I want to check in.
I actually managed to get in to see the nutritionist with a same day appointment. I suspect I got lucky with a cancellation. I'll be seeing the physical therapist some time next week, sooner than I would normally. My therapist said that he didn't need the first appointment back to be more than half an hour since he already knows me and my case. I'd have had to wait till May for an hour long appointment, but they could get me in much more quickly for a half hour. From my point of view, the down side of the earlier appointment is that I've let my exercise program lapse over the last four months and won't have much of it going before I see Andy next.
I had three hours between appointments, so I went to visit a friend at the Graduate Library. I returned several books that she'd lent me but didn't stay long because she was in the middle of training some new employees. I did a little poking around in the on-line catalog and made up a list of call numbers for books that might be helpful in researching the Egypt LARP. I looked at a couple of them but didn't spend much time because I didn't have anything on which to make real notes.
I need to find out if I can check out books or not given my status as an employee on medical leave. I should have asked while I was there, but the building still gives me trouble. Being there increases my anxiety levels to the point that doing something like asking questions that I suspect the people at the counter can't answer is more than I can handle. I seem to be okay in the stacks, and I can handle visiting Judy in room 100, but beyond that… I can't visit any of the places that I used to work, not Serial Cataloging, not Monograph Acquisitions and not Exchange and Gifts (the latter holds no real temptation since I don't know any of the people who work there now). I'm too afraid, and knowing that the fear is irrational doesn't help at all.
I did run into one of my other friends just after I left the library. She was on her way to lunch and spotted me. I was glad to see her since we haven't been good at exchanging e-mails and she works in one of the places I can't get myself to go. She seemed to be doing pretty well. I'd wondered because the last I'd heard her husband had had to have surgery for esophageal cancer. Apparently, he's recovering fairly well. They're pretty financially strapped because he's not been working, but with help from (I can't remember which) her father or his father they're still paying their bills.
After I saw the nutritionist, I made a brief stop at Borders. I ended up buying a few romances for light reading. I hadn't meant to because I've got a lot of books at about that level of fluffiness that I haven't started yet. Sigh… I don't think I'm capable of leaving a bookstore empty handed. I'd mainly wanted to see if, by any chance, Bujold's newest, Diplomatic Immunity, had come out a little early. As it turns out, the Science Fiction Book Club is already offering it. Scott's leaving it up to me to decide whether or not to get it that way. We're not sure which will be faster. The SFBC would be slightly cheaper, but we're a little more concerned with getting our hands on the book as soon as possible.
I overdid a bit on Friday with all the walking from place to place. I'm still very sore. That brought home to me, more than anything else, just how badly I've let my physical condition deteriorate. I'm going to have to get myself properly back to exercise as soon as the pain recedes enough that I'm sure I won't do any permanent harm. It'll be probably about five minutes at a time at first.
I actually managed to get in to see the nutritionist with a same day appointment. I suspect I got lucky with a cancellation. I'll be seeing the physical therapist some time next week, sooner than I would normally. My therapist said that he didn't need the first appointment back to be more than half an hour since he already knows me and my case. I'd have had to wait till May for an hour long appointment, but they could get me in much more quickly for a half hour. From my point of view, the down side of the earlier appointment is that I've let my exercise program lapse over the last four months and won't have much of it going before I see Andy next.
I had three hours between appointments, so I went to visit a friend at the Graduate Library. I returned several books that she'd lent me but didn't stay long because she was in the middle of training some new employees. I did a little poking around in the on-line catalog and made up a list of call numbers for books that might be helpful in researching the Egypt LARP. I looked at a couple of them but didn't spend much time because I didn't have anything on which to make real notes.
I need to find out if I can check out books or not given my status as an employee on medical leave. I should have asked while I was there, but the building still gives me trouble. Being there increases my anxiety levels to the point that doing something like asking questions that I suspect the people at the counter can't answer is more than I can handle. I seem to be okay in the stacks, and I can handle visiting Judy in room 100, but beyond that… I can't visit any of the places that I used to work, not Serial Cataloging, not Monograph Acquisitions and not Exchange and Gifts (the latter holds no real temptation since I don't know any of the people who work there now). I'm too afraid, and knowing that the fear is irrational doesn't help at all.
I did run into one of my other friends just after I left the library. She was on her way to lunch and spotted me. I was glad to see her since we haven't been good at exchanging e-mails and she works in one of the places I can't get myself to go. She seemed to be doing pretty well. I'd wondered because the last I'd heard her husband had had to have surgery for esophageal cancer. Apparently, he's recovering fairly well. They're pretty financially strapped because he's not been working, but with help from (I can't remember which) her father or his father they're still paying their bills.
After I saw the nutritionist, I made a brief stop at Borders. I ended up buying a few romances for light reading. I hadn't meant to because I've got a lot of books at about that level of fluffiness that I haven't started yet. Sigh… I don't think I'm capable of leaving a bookstore empty handed. I'd mainly wanted to see if, by any chance, Bujold's newest, Diplomatic Immunity, had come out a little early. As it turns out, the Science Fiction Book Club is already offering it. Scott's leaving it up to me to decide whether or not to get it that way. We're not sure which will be faster. The SFBC would be slightly cheaper, but we're a little more concerned with getting our hands on the book as soon as possible.
I overdid a bit on Friday with all the walking from place to place. I'm still very sore. That brought home to me, more than anything else, just how badly I've let my physical condition deteriorate. I'm going to have to get myself properly back to exercise as soon as the pain recedes enough that I'm sure I won't do any permanent harm. It'll be probably about five minutes at a time at first.
