But after calling a place, I decided that I should actually do that instead. Go to the clinic. Get checked out. But, they were a first come, first serve sorta place. They were open in the morning until Noon, and for what I needed, they were open from 1pm until 4pm.

So this made a slight change of plans for me. I ended up going to the clinic and waiting. Waiting. Waiting. It felt like I waited an entire lifetime before my number was called. When it was, I filled out some more forms. And then I waited some more.

After my name was called, things sped up a bit. I finally got out of there at 3:40pm. I had enough time to walk back to the bus depot (about 5 blocks away) and get on the bus to get home. I was more than tired. I was hungry. The wind was cold and blustery. And I was lacking some blood.

Oh yeah! On that topic, I totally didn't pass out! Yippee! I'm so proud of myself. I ended up laying down to get the blood taken, just in case. I think I could have done it sitting this time, but since it had been such a long time since I've had blood taken, I wasn't sure how well I would do. Now this makes 3 times in a row that I haven't passed out when having it taken. Ahh.. how far I've come! :)

Upon getting home, I wasn't even greeted by the unworthy Maxine. She acted like she couldn't have cared less that I was home again after eternity (and then some... hehehe). When I started getting ready for bed, she acknowledged me. How typical. Cats. Ya love 'em and they walk all over you.

Anyways. I went to bed about 4:30pm or maybe it was 5pm by the time Maxine let me stop petting her. (Notice how I say 'Maxine let me stop'? That's intentional. That's how she is. She won't let me sleep if she wants to be petted. So I pet her until she lays down. That's my cue that I can get some shut-eye.) I woke up and decided to write this because it helps me think about how one whole day escaped me.

When the only semblance of order in your life is light and dark to tell the next day or not, you come to a realization that you don't have a clue what day it is if you don't follow that rule! Hehe... I've just got to tell myself that it was worth it. Going to the clinic, getting out of the house, "going against the norm", that sorta thing to make me realize this. Ya know what?! I'm babbling again. I guess that's my cue to try to get something else done now.

Carisa