"We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains, 93% stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names" -Nikita Gill
This morning I had a mini breakdown to the receptionist at the GP surgery when she told me there were no appointments. She spoke to the GP and rang me back and gave me an appointment but I felt suuuuuuper guilty. Thankfully, my GP was amazing as always. She saw me for 40 minutes today. I hope others aren't annoyed when she runs over... She's spoken to the facilities manager and got a new plan for me getting appointments in regularly. I've got to have additional bloods to try and work out what's going on with my legs (she felt them which made me want to die but yes). Apparently I shouldn't be walking unless certain conditions are met but I deflected the question so I'm not sure what those conditioners were. She agrees work is doing wonders for my mental health. My gaviscon consumption is okay even though it's a lot, and I have more zopiclone. She went through my journal and liked that there have been a few positive days, so yes it was a busy appointment.
Also, when I arrived, the practice manager was telling me all about the NHS cyber attack and asked me to RT their tweet so I said I would but I didn't think that anyone would read it and she told me that she reads all my titter lol. My life is wilddd.
Aside from that I've been doing some jobs all day and procrastinating sorting out my housing situation. Oops.
