I had a nice conversation with Dr N. about the results of my blood tests. A few of them were 'inconclusive' and I will have to have them done again in about 6 weeks.
I told him about how Clair said that my problem didn't cause the mental glitches I was going through, and when he asked how/why did she think she knew, I mentioned she was in Pharmacuetical Sales. He said that if she didn't know that what was wrong with me caused all the other symptoms, she needed to read up on the subject, because she was 'gravely mistaken'.
Also, thinking back (mental health and hindsight is great thing) it was only after Anne repeatedly interrupted me when I was trying to talk, with her "Australians don't say that" and I said "Well, *I* am not Australian, so deal with it" that Clair and Anne decided I was to get the bums rush. Funny, since when is 2 a majority out of 6? Also, they waited until I had PAID for the space before booting me out. And that was the same night that Clair lied right to my face in front of everyone, and suddenly became the little dictator of who and why we could use the rented space in the city. Then again, Clair had been rumormongering left, right and center. (Still, in hindsight, I am not overly suprised at what she did. She did the same thing to her 'best friend' last year) And Anne had suddenly decided that med lab tech made her an MD. (Dr N was amused by her hubris at that too) I was tempted to scan and email the test results, but hey, she had/has no right to see them. I don't need to justify my medical status with the likes of her.
And since then I have politely asked for the return of property that is rightfully (and legally) mine. I am not asking for monetary refunds, just what belongs to me. Surprise suprise, they keep ignoring the requests. Such lovely people.
So, I have scheduled another round of voluntary vampiric donations. Fun fun.(sigh)
I told him about how Clair said that my problem didn't cause the mental glitches I was going through, and when he asked how/why did she think she knew, I mentioned she was in Pharmacuetical Sales. He said that if she didn't know that what was wrong with me caused all the other symptoms, she needed to read up on the subject, because she was 'gravely mistaken'.
Also, thinking back (mental health and hindsight is great thing) it was only after Anne repeatedly interrupted me when I was trying to talk, with her "Australians don't say that" and I said "Well, *I* am not Australian, so deal with it" that Clair and Anne decided I was to get the bums rush. Funny, since when is 2 a majority out of 6? Also, they waited until I had PAID for the space before booting me out. And that was the same night that Clair lied right to my face in front of everyone, and suddenly became the little dictator of who and why we could use the rented space in the city. Then again, Clair had been rumormongering left, right and center. (Still, in hindsight, I am not overly suprised at what she did. She did the same thing to her 'best friend' last year) And Anne had suddenly decided that med lab tech made her an MD. (Dr N was amused by her hubris at that too) I was tempted to scan and email the test results, but hey, she had/has no right to see them. I don't need to justify my medical status with the likes of her.
And since then I have politely asked for the return of property that is rightfully (and legally) mine. I am not asking for monetary refunds, just what belongs to me. Surprise suprise, they keep ignoring the requests. Such lovely people.
So, I have scheduled another round of voluntary vampiric donations. Fun fun.(sigh)