Took Genghis to the vets for his two night stay this morning. This should be his last set of injections to kill the adult heartworm that are still alive before they go on to tackle the baby ones in his bloodstream. If all is well we’ll pick him up Saturday morning and then poor dog has another month of inactivity. Though I admit Bill and I got a little slack on him this last month, he’s just so darned cute and having to stop him playing is heartbreaking. We will have to be strong.
Finally we were able to take Genhis into the reception and leave without him having decorated the desk with a nice shade of sunset bloom. Not that he didn’t try to cock that leg though…*rolls eyes*
I keep trying to get my test results back from the doctor’s office. It’s frustrating, no one ever answers, I have to wade through an automated response system and then just end up being directed to a stupid answerphone…grrrr.
My experience at the Doctor’s last week was interesting. I had to have a complete physical and good grief it took forever. So much waiting around sat in the Doctor’s office on my own half dressed it drove me crazy. As well as the usual being hit under the knees with a hammer, being poked and prodded, having a light shone down my ears, throat and into my eyes, et cet era, they made me have a couple of chest x-rays (front and side) and EKG! Seemed a little over the top. If I’d known I could have just brought them my October chest x-ray from the Embassy Doctor which I was given strict instructions not to lose, to take with me to the States, to carry it through immigration in my hand luggage and which currently resides rolled up at the back of my wardrobe!
Thankfully physicals are only required every three years and I should be safe from investigation for a while now. Also, Bill still owes me an ice cream for the ordeal. Hoorah!
Something keeps attacking my red sunflower seedlings…grrr.
Had a very frustrating night last night. Bill had a pile of work dumped on him at short notice and instead of going to ping pong like we’d planned he had to work late. I am so fed up of not being independent. Because Bill had to work I couldn’t do anything either. No friends to call, couldn’t go anywhere. Can’t even make it to the gym on my own, so I had a dull evening alone at home watching crap reality shows and the last half of Prime Suspect 6. Bill finally finished and got back to the house at half eleven, just in time for bed. Not his fault at all, I just hate the stupid waiting game I’m playing, don’t want to play anymore.