I also returned an item to the pharmacy that my husband had purchased and had hoped I would get cash or money reimbursed to my card - but oh no - this particular pharmacy is now one of the growing number of retailers that only give out credit notes....arggghhhhh...don't you hate that?
Today saw my return to my clinical psychologist. I didn't go last week because my son decided he was sick and couldn't go to school. And I didn't attend the week before because I was having one of my episodes of proctalgia fugax or levator ani syndrome...which ever it is - painful butt cramps that go on for hours. As if someone has shoved a red hot broom handle up my back passage (not that I've ever experienced anything like that to know what it feels like)!
Anyway - psychologist thought that I was having trouble attending because of some psychological thing - some difficulty in getting there or something she had said that had upset me. I had to set the record straight and tell her there was nothing like that.....in fact I had been heaps better, able to leave the house on my own etc, etc....see previous posts.....until this last week - see setback post.
Today's talk was about my unbearable pain and stiffness in my neck and upper back. She/we decided that my not knowing the outcome of scholarships and my having been called in by my son's teacher about his inability to sit still in class are ....well...literally a 'pain in the neck'
Goodness knows what the butt cramps are about then?! Being 'sick of all this shit', being 'anally retentive', holding on to all my shit????......or is it all just muscular tension over my entire body?
Getting far too Freudian with all these metaphors.
Sigh....I just need to know if I'm going to be getting any funding to complete my PhD (and to fund my caffeine addiction)!
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
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