So I arrive there at 11Am. I figure, I should be in and out in 2 hours. So I line up in the Gawd awful place. The line itself is like 20 mins. Ok. I ask to see a worker that could help me with my situation. 40 mins later I'm seeing a worker. She is the food stamp one and says she would add the form to Michelle's case. I quickly leave. I then have to go back in line to get a Calworks form. Ok, I should have this to kill time till the next worker for my medical comes out. 2 hours go by. I'm a bit irritated and try to go to a counter so they could page my worker. Nope, back in line. Then some guy who had his coat on the ground comes in and says he was lined up. (while he was at another line at the time) I say that he has to go to the back of the line. Well, he was those type of guys on the edge. He started to loudly muttered that if the cops weren't there that'd he get me and all this stuff about how the coat counted as being lined up. After some time, I just tell him to get in front of me. I figure, this guy looks and seems what they describe clinically as "NUTS". He's not worth it.
I go in line and they say that they paged the worker and she came out and that I'd have to wait all over. So I wait another hour before she comes. MIchelle has showed up. After discussing the situation, I am handed a temporary benefits card. *my other one wasn't working* So I am starving and have to go eat. We do that and dart over to the school district to fix some tax stuff.
The next day I have that temporary card and I need my wisdom teeth out and I have an appointment to get it out at noon. I'm initially nervous but ready. So I go to Western Dental. I tell them I have an appointment. I soon come to realize that EVERYBODY has an appointment at 12! It seems Western Dental only has 1 day where they have the oral surgeon. We're told to leave for 2 hours as they are already backed up from the 9 o'clock group. Ok, no problem. *its 12:30 by then* 2 hours go by why I wonder around the area. Shouldn't be too long now. I inquire them if they faxed the paper work to my endocrinologist. (I need special care taken with me when I do even mild surgery with the way my tumor has left me)
Nope. Very unprofessional, unlike the other place where I had a consult and they had it all done w/o any insistance on my part. Instead, I was told to have them send thier questions to the place. I call my doc and she says that they need to send a list of their medicines on hand. I tell them this and they say to wait until I see the oral surgeon. I am then waiting, waiting and waiting. I take a full panel x-ray at 3. Then wait there for awhile. At 4:45, I'm told to go have a seat at some of the dentist chairs. Ok, I'm in. Almost 5 hours but I figure any minute now. I get asked for a medical release after I ask if they have something to send my doctors. After much time, they find one with information to my doc. She promptly sends a fax back with a recommendation that I take 3x my cortisol. Easy, I have it on hand. I take it. Then this is where things get ridiculous. I was first told they couldn't do it because my diagnosing dentist wasn't there. I said, "what do you need him for, you have the oral surgeon, my x-rays and information". One moment. MOre time goes by and then they say they are unsure about how to proceed. I point out that my doctor send them information on how to deal with me. Finally (@5:45), the oral surgeon assistant is all angry at me! and says not to intrupt her but that I would have to reschedule for another day. That is where I got really angry.
I assertetly asked why I had to wait nearly 6 hours to be told to come another time and remarked how I had to wait 2 months for the appointment. I was asked to leave but made sure I got down thier names and the oral surgeon was angry at me for talking while he was there operating on someone else. I really didn't care. I was ticked off. Michelle however was more embarassed and angry because of her appointment on Saturday and made sure to reschedule me there despite the fact that I said I didn't ever want to see them again.
I guess I couldn't believe thier time managment system and their unprofessionalism. In addition, I believe they discriminated against me because they didn't want to take any additional precautions due to my condition. I believe that they wanted to get as many done as possible as there were in excess of 40 people there to get thier wisdom teeth out and there was no way they could just rush in there with me given my medical condition. And to add insult to injury, I narrowly missed the bus. On top of that, Michelle was mad at me......
Saturday came and Michelle was made at me because I couldn't find some medical slip of paper she had from the welfare office. So ofcourse that meant we fought all the way to her appointment, where she was just ticked off at me. I felt uncomfortable in there. She eventually went in for deep cleaning but I went to eat. I guess that was a mistake because she wanted the dentist to see my lower teeth and to get me another appointment, even though I had my teeth cleaned in February. So we go to my mom's house as the bus that went there went surprisenly close to her place.
Most of Saturday after that became a blur. I know I went to pick up beer for my mom and talked with Vanessa. (my lil sister,18) We talked about her breaking up with her long time boyfriend. I expressed how I never liked him but never voiced my opinion because I wasn't asked. Though I advised on some things to learn from. He was using her a lot more than she let my mom to believe. I guess she would pay for the eating out and buy more and more expensive gifts while he would buy less expensive gifts for her. I was surprised she told me as me and her just don't spend that much time with each other. I mean, I know she hasn't told my mom how she spent so much more money on him and pursued him. The only reason I think she was open to me because I was able to be non-judgemental over what she was saying and was able to describe some of his behaviors and thier roots w/o ever being told that information. (hes such a typical teenage guy....)
Oh yeah, I watched the movie "why did i get married?" . My mom got it off of her on demand cable thing. ($70 a month...$5 for the movie...) Anyways, it was good, especially considering I'm not usually into movies having an exclusively black cast. I just didn't grow up that way. Don't make me say my best friend is black, cuz he is, just in case you were wondering * :P * But yeah, I liked the movie which Ray recommened. Its a bit over the top at times, but the core message is good. I decide to stay over my mom's.
After waking up and transfering to the living room, I was reminded why I could never live with her again. She is next door in Vanessa's room talking at full volume on the phone at 9AM. I ask her if she could keep it down and was told no. Then, I went to the living room. Being really cold, tired and in my boxers, she turns on the tv and vanessa opens the blinds and the screen door. I'm like "what are you doing, I'm cold, I don't have my pills and I'm tired". "It's MY house and I do what I want" With that, I could say no more. Checkmate in a way. Please? She did close the screen door but kept the TV on.
She did buy me some burritos, twice actually. The first time they messed up my order and she ended up buying me some more. *yes, I am picky with food. So if I ever went to any of your guys' house....I'm picky..* I do eat it up and then decide to sneak purchase Resident Evil 3. Hey, seems like she is doing well finacially. Its an ok movie. It does its job as an action flick for teenagers and 20 year olds. Then its time to shower. Oh BOY!...
I'm still trying to figure out what I did to get Michelle started. Basically, I made her feel she had no power over me. *we discussed this irrational fight around an hour ago* I do believe it was the hormones. I mean, ok, as a psych major, I know it is disengeniune to just blame the prolactin and what not. I am quite aware of the diathesis-stress model. Yet, I do feel that this time, the trigger wasn't much....especially for the intense prolonged fight.
I did enjoy going out with Alex (my lil brother, 14) a lil after the fight. We just talked about school and peer pressure and stuff. He says he really focuses on every single thing I say to him. I raise my eyebrows and say, "Oh come on now, what do i know"?! He says, "Well you go to UC DAVIS and are smart" The ego liked that. However, I tried to emphasize that I didn't have all the answers and that he should really try to find out what he really wants and not be swayed by whatever others want of him. So we were having a good chat but Michelle called Alex's cell phone and needed stuff from the store....
Later on, I was sneaking up on Alex while he was chatting and found him talking to some girls. Seems he's trying to lose weight. He doesn't really seem like he needs to lose any weight at all. I mean, I did notice how whenever I go there that he didn't want to eat much. And then he typed how was already trying to cut more food out of his diet but that *our* mom already noticed him eating less but that he needed to bring a sandwich for his football conditioning. Then, drat, he turned around but i acted like i just came in. He quickly clicked away from the convo. I then was really wondering if he was becoming aenorexic *or however you spell it*. Though he still eats a bit so that wouldn't work yet. I am gonna try to see if there is anything to this and his self perception. I didn't have a chance there because I got into another argument with Michelle there.
Alex is so much like me that it creeps me out sometimes. He is so into computers and team fortress its incredible. He does good in school and is weight conscious. I am a bit weight conscious too but never expressed such to him even remotely. That more has to do with my alter ego. I am wondering if he has the same "alter ego" as me. He did show some signs before. Nothing conclusive yet.
So that's all really. Alot of stuff. Got class tomorrow. Yup, I'm attending spring quarter afterall. Seems Michelle decided that she couldn't take off Spring quarter because she couldn't balance school, work and baby in September, so she is looking to graduate this Spring. Though she is exhausted, she really don't have much of a choice. And since she is going, I am going. I probaly need to go and hurry. I am taking WAY too long with this. I'm almost a shoein for some grad school, given I don't blow my second chance at research methods... That's all. Strawberryrain, I'll get back to you, gotta consult with Michelle about "that". Thanks.
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And I don't know about you, but my alter ego is a jerk.
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