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25 October 2014 @ 01:26 am
and then... and then... and then...  
Took a sick day off work today (well technically yesterday as it's now 1am) - first one in ten months at current job - so that I could go to the doctor; I've been swallowing around a lump in my throat for the past two weeks and it was just getting ridiculous. Turned out to be the busiest day I've had in a long time. Doctor's appointment wasn't until 2pm; what to do, what to do in the meantime, and for the rest of the day?

Firstly Ikea happened. As it does. I wanted some shelves for my bedroom, short metal shelves with curved ends, and by placing an upside down shelf above a right way up shelf you create an instant bookend. Which means you need an even number of shelves to achieve it. By the time I finally found the ones I was looking for I was a minute too late; there was already a guy looking at them, and he ended up picking up a whole armful of them, leaving three. Three. I only needed one more! Searched around but no, definitely only three. Helpful sales lady explained that all stock was on the shelves, but if I come back next week they should have more in *sigh*. I hot-footed it through the rest of the shop (anyone who's been to Ikea will know what I mean!) looking out for the guy with the intention of asking him if he really needed all of the ones he'd bought, or if he could spare just one, but there was no sight of him. Ah well, another trip to Ikea will just need to happen.

And then, as I was in the general area, I called in at the Ford dealer's to have another look at the lovely red XR6 they had advertised. It was out for a test drive, though, so that came to nought. Probably just as well, as I got my car assessed for trade-in value and it came in a few grand short of what I'd need for a comfortable changeover.

The doctor's appointment was a bit of an anticlimax; waiting for over half an hour to finally see the doctor for around ten minutes. The lump in my throat is due to swelling, caused by reflux - I'm glad it's something as benign as that, but had to laugh when he told me to knock off the alcohol. *g*. He gave me a script for something to take every night; when I had the script made up, the chemist told me to take it every morning before breakfast, wtf? Apparently if I take it in the morning I get the benefit of it all day. Makes sense. But it's odd, taking direction from the chemist rather than the doctor. And I just typed "ood" instead of "odd", in the same sentence as the word "doctor".

After that I had a look at dishwashers; my current one was new I think when Adam was a boy, and can't have long to go now. The other night when I turned it on it worked for about ten minutes then sat there making a strange clicking noise, all the while spewing soapy water all over my kitchen floor. I don't think they're meant to do that... anyway I turned it off, and on again, and it worked okay. For now.

Also bought a new dress, on my way to the supermarket... that wasn't supposed to happen either.

Tonight was my regular visit to my sister, and Who-ing, and just generally catching up. And now I'm yawning, my feet and legs are really tired (again, Ikea!) and I am not long for bed.
Current Mood: draineddrained
a honeyed wine at night: slow loris meadmoonlightmead on October 24th, 2014 03:40 pm (UTC)
Oh god, and I thought my week and day had disintegrated. Your dishwasher is a bad and naughty dishwasher. The dress sounds a good thing. Ikea is scary and leaving the path even scarier. (There's a brilliant bit in one of the Lauren Henderson books where they go shopping in Ikea with a bottle of vodka, and I want to try that because it sounds the only rational approach.) Pharmacists love to correct doctors, I am convinced of it. Hope the Who'ing was good - I have one episode left to catch up on - and sleep well!
miwahni: Dr Who Saving the Universemiwahni on October 25th, 2014 01:24 pm (UTC)
Oh vodka could only make Ikea better! I must admit that the shop is one of my guilty pleasures and has been for years - still have a towel I bought there in 1982, for instance - but it's a pain when you just want to get in and out again.
Who-ing was good, we're watching Eleven at present and I might actually be starting to warm towards him. A bit.
byslantedlight: DW Tardislightning (latenightbloom)byslantedlight on October 24th, 2014 05:35 pm (UTC)
Oh, cool day! I quite like busy days like that sometimes, although it'd be nicer to feel as if you'd got more done... and yet, new dress, new dishwashers, new DW... *g*

The medication thing is odd - I tend to trust doctors over pharmacists, because the doctors know your personal medical history and how it matches with the prescription requirements. The standard print-on-the-medication requirements aren't always what's best for an individual with specific requirements, cos most meds fit far more circumstances than just one of course... If doc told you to take it at night (before bed, did she mean?) and pharmacist said before breakfast, maybe it's just that this one needs to be taken on an empty stomach, which could go either way...? Hmmn - can you tell I've been looking into meds recently?! Glad your throat thing wasn't like my throat thing, btw, yours sounds like a lot less hassle!
miwahni: Dr Who Bananamiwahni on October 25th, 2014 01:29 pm (UTC)
I did some googling, because of the discrepancy, and because there were no instructions at all inside the box - not even a list of possible side-effects, just a note advising one to go to the website for information - and it's best taken an hour before a meal, whether morning or night, as long as it's regular. So mornings actually work better for me. And this is the first, and possibly the last time I see that doctor (and that's another story by itself) so he has none of my previous history.

I looked up Hashimoto's after you mentioned it, and it does sound like a lot of hassle. My sister had her thyroid removed completely after it developed a cancerous spot and she is doing fine without, now that her meds have stabilised. I hope you reach that point too (stability, that is, not cancerous cells!)
Trepkos: Bemused by Glimmergirltrepkos on October 25th, 2014 08:09 am (UTC)
So often something one thinks could be serious turns out to be reflux ...
miwahnimiwahni on October 25th, 2014 01:31 pm (UTC)
You're not wrong... worrying about a lump in the throat and thinking the worst - having smoked from a very early age until thirteen years ago, and resigning myself to the possibility of a cancer diagnosis, and trying to come to terms with the thought of breathing through a hole in my neck, and even PICKING OUT SCARVES... so much simpler to go to the doctor and get a proper diagnosis, and so relieved!
Strike while the irony is hot: [EMATE] HUGS C'MEREdraycevixen on October 30th, 2014 06:08 pm (UTC)

I've never been in an IKEA... I know, I should be kept in a zoo as a rare exhibit. :D

I've got nothing against them at all, I've just always managed to live places where the nearest one was hours away.

Glad to hear that it's just reflux. ♥
miwahni: Sherlock Trafalgar Squaremiwahni on November 1st, 2014 02:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you lovely, I was pretty glad myself. As usual overactive imagination was playing out the worst-case scenario.

I have loved Ikea since my very first visit to one, in about 1982 I think, and I still have a towel that I bought on that day. Not a fan of a lot of their furniture, but their everyday items are great. Just going to the store is an experience though - if you ever get to one, be prepared to walk miles. The floor plan ensures that you traipse through just about every square foot of the place.