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This week I've been playing cat-sitter. Well, just dropping by every day, giving the cats water, food, medicine, cleaning the litterbox, and getting lots and lots of kitty-love. I like kitty-love. Today's the last day, though, so alas.
I'm not feeling particularly good, for various reasons. I can't get my birth control meds refilled, because the pharmacy insists that they don't have the prescription for me. I think I've figured out what happened, but at some point that /isn't/ Christmas, I'll need to go down there and try and explain it to the doctor and get another prescription. Luckily, I don't think there's much abuse potential for what is essentially a plastic ring, so I doubt she'll think I'm hording it for an addiction or something. I've also started taking the other medication again, which has already started to give me stomach cramps. It also lowers my blood sugar, which probably isn't helping my mood, considering that my blood sugar is normal in the first place. And I'm packing up for the move, which although I'm looking forward to it, I'm stressed out. I don't really have anyone to help me, and the people who were going to help me move won't be able to, because we have to move before they'd get off work. So it'll be me, Dad, and one of /his/ friends, and none of mine. And I miss not having RP, but at the same time, I know it's probably for the best. Even if I have the time right this minute, I won't have it for very long, especially come the start of my assistantship and new semester.
Actually, I probably won't have much online time at all, with school and work, and getting things settled into the apartment. And that, also, is probably for the best.
I'm not feeling particularly good, for various reasons. I can't get my birth control meds refilled, because the pharmacy insists that they don't have the prescription for me. I think I've figured out what happened, but at some point that /isn't/ Christmas, I'll need to go down there and try and explain it to the doctor and get another prescription. Luckily, I don't think there's much abuse potential for what is essentially a plastic ring, so I doubt she'll think I'm hording it for an addiction or something. I've also started taking the other medication again, which has already started to give me stomach cramps. It also lowers my blood sugar, which probably isn't helping my mood, considering that my blood sugar is normal in the first place. And I'm packing up for the move, which although I'm looking forward to it, I'm stressed out. I don't really have anyone to help me, and the people who were going to help me move won't be able to, because we have to move before they'd get off work. So it'll be me, Dad, and one of /his/ friends, and none of mine. And I miss not having RP, but at the same time, I know it's probably for the best. Even if I have the time right this minute, I won't have it for very long, especially come the start of my assistantship and new semester.
Actually, I probably won't have much online time at all, with school and work, and getting things settled into the apartment. And that, also, is probably for the best.