3:48 AM In Pain in Dreams And Nightmares

The lawyer left me a voicemail yesterday to get back to him at the office ASAP. Freaked out, called his office. Answering machine. Left my name and number.

No call back.

Called his office right before 8 AM and receptionist informs me he’s in court and says he’ll call me back.

No word.

Okay…guess it’s not THAT important.

When I got up this afternoon to eat lunch and get ready for work my right foot was agonizing me. Gout flare up. I winced getting my socks and shoes on. It hurt SO bad to tap the gas pedal that I turned around to head back home and call in. There is no way I’d be able to stand for ten hours.

Asked mom to drive me to the doctor and she took so long getting ready that I got to the clinic after 4 PM and they weren’t taking anymore patients. Called my reg doc and they were booked solid for the rest of the day. Called the Huntsville Hospital walk in clinic AND THEY DIDN’T EVEN HAVE A NURSE OR DOCTOR IN THAT DAY!

WTF?

So, in turn, I’ve been eating ibuprofen like Pez candies and keeping my foot elevated. Got my trusty crutches next to the couch for when I need to per and get more drink.

I’m going back to the walk in at 8 when they open and finally get seen.

It hurts.
I’m tired.
…and now I’m a bit hungry.

Time to hobble my cripple ass to the pantry.