Finding This Week's Bright Side

This week's lesson learned? Things that should go smooth, never do.

Take for instance the MRI I had scheduled for Tuesday. The orders from my doctor (and good friend) weren't right when I got there.

The results were a day late in getting back to my doctor (my good friend).

And when the results did come in? For the second time in less than a year, I've had an MRI on a body part come back showing absolutely nothing wrong. Great news, right? Yes. But it leaves me with no explanation for the constant pain, and bruising that occurs almost weekly on my foot. Even the doctor was left shaking his head.

In the meantime, the doctor (my good friend) would use the new fangled "e-prescriptions" to send a prescription to the pharmacy. Easy enough. So that evening I begged like a dog sweet-talked my husband into stopping at the pharmacy on his way home from racquetball to pick it up. (It has to be started in the morning and I really wanted to get it going) Except you know the pharmacy had no record of it. At all.

The next morning, I stopped by the doctor's office and picked up a written prescription and took it to my pharmacy after work. I waited in line behind no less than five people, all of whom had "problems" at the counter that took extra time, including the man directly in front of me who bathed in cigarette smoke. *cough, cough* At the counter, I was told that I'm so lucky because this drug is on their generic program and it's only four dollars! Yay! Oh, but they are out of it and it won't arrive until sometime the next afternoon.

Not so much. I took my prescription and headed for Target. Have I mentioned that I love Target? The pharmacy asked me to give them 5-7 minutes to get it filled. I'm sorry, did you say 5-7 minutes? Not 20? Not 30? Oh how I love you, Target.

Unfortunately for the women shopping the feminine hygiene aisle, the waiting chairs for the pharmacy are right at the end of the aisle. So while I waited and pretended not to look, a lady stood perusing the Summer's Eve Feminine Deodorizing Products to help you feel fresh!. After looking them over, she selected a can of feminine deodorant spray, two boxes of feminine cleansing cloths and a double box of douches. She then picked up a box of Vagisil, looked at it, but placed it back on the shelf. Based on the other products she was buying, I'm thinking she should have kept the Vagisil. Just sayin'. But I was really trying not to look! Seriously, who designed the store? This woman did not need me judging her, uh, feminine purchases. Imagine if I'd been a hot guy waiting for his prescription??


But today? Today it's Friday!

Today, as a representative of the guild I belong to, I will help someone who is fighting her way out of addiction and trying to grab a last chance at new life. My very small problems will be put into perspective.

Today is the beginning of my weekend (Friday's off, ya'll). Let's hear it for the weekend!

Today is going to be a better day!

***Ally
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