And if anyone out there has any vicodin... or pot... or alcohol... or other form of very strong painkiller... that they are willing to share, please do.

My throat feels like it's being ripped out, but they won't give me paperwork.

I go back in Thursday for a 'guaranteed appointment' which basically means that at SOME point that day, I'm certain to get a spot. I could be sitting there all day.

This bites.

And I'm nearly out of the weak-ass cough syrup, I am saving as much of it as I can but that means I might need to get more 'tussin and nyQuill, which of course I have no money for.

*sighs*

Caleb and I are broke. Seriously broke.

This is SO not good.

I'm tempted to call my folks... beg and plead for help... anything to feel better, to feel HUMAN again. But I know I'd hate myself for it afterward. So instead I get to feel like death-on-a-stick (talk about mixing analogies and metaphores - I throw 'em in a food processor and set it to puree) and spend another two days in extreme agony until I FINALLY see a person... and then it might be what, a week longer, until I get my final paperwork and can go to a doctor?

I still haven't gotten complete diagnosis or treatment for hypoglycemia. I still have a hole in my tooth, and a cavety that is getting worse fairly rapidly now.

I still feel like shit.

And I REALLY hate the OHP offices, I really truly do. They lie. They miscommunicate. They generally bullshit people, it's nuts. Just nuts. I don't get it at all. *sighs*

I'm gonna go be violently ill and hurt a lot now. Does anyone out there have some vodka?