
Today I had the cardiology revision appointment made last July after cutting Flecainide from my prescription (which immediately made me feel better). I wasn’t sure what they were actually going to do today other than the usual ECG and ask about the tachycardia. Then it turned out they didn’t do anything because I WAS WAYLAID BY HUNDREDS OF TRACTORS and couldn’t go. Well fuck.
Don’t get me wrong, I fully support the demonstration by the thousands of farmers and their hundreds of tractors that brought Sevilla to a standstill today. I just didn’t know it was happening. So if I hadn’t checked the Number 3 bus route for times I wouldn’t have seen the alert (the main tractor route is also my route to the hospital) I would have been so fucked. Now I’m just both relieved and disappointed.
I was able to put in an online request to change today’s appointment so, you know, whatever. It was a revision, hopefully nothing urgent, and now I am waiting to hear about about the new date. But I’d been kind of dreading today, and in a way am a bit annoyed now I couldn’t just get it over with (esp after all the build up over the past few days). But I have a warm purring Morcilla cuddled up on my shoulder as I type (she’s happy I stayed home!) and sossiges & spinach mash coming up for lunch. How was your Tuesday?
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I swear, I just wish there were this kind of collective action in the States. It’s taken far too much to get people pushing back.
My Tuesday, belatedly, involved hacking refrozen snow pack for a couple of hours before hitting my clients, and I am now slathering my left shoulder with generic Voltaren. I’ll do any heavy work you name but I hate hate hate having to BANG on things.
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