Thought I would mix things up and start blogging before class! While still at class!

I’m telling you, I’m a wild man.

Finally made a doctor’s appointment. Kept forgetting. I’ve had no diabetes meds except for my insulin for a week. And I am almost out of insulin. Luckily, I am pretty sure I can get more.

This is not good. I have once more lagged in my duty of self-care. There is nobody else to take care of it, so it’s up to me to keep myself healthy, and yet, I keep doing dumb shit like ending up super diabetic because of absent-mindedness and procrastination. I have to admit, I am a little disappointed in myself.

The worst part is, I won’t be able to see the doc till next Friday, a week from now. So by the time I get more meds, it will be two weeks without. I am kind of scared as to what happens then.

I am already feeling the effects. That’s why I am so thirsty lately, and why I am peeing so much. I have little appetite except for occasional periods where I suddenly get SUPER FREAKING OMG hungry. I am hypoglycemic a lot because I don’t have meds to help smooth me out.

It’s feast or famine in my bodily stores. Very not good.

I am pondering calling my doctor’s office and seeing if I could get an emergency prescription for a week’s supply. Going any longer without my meds might be dangerous. I think I could make a case that this is an emergency.

If only it wasn’t so tricky to fit an appointment into my schedule. My one open day, Thursday, is the day my doctor is only in the office until 1 PM.

A ha! I called again, and I can get the emergency ‘script as long as I am there before 6:30. Not a problem, class ends at 4.

Yay for me for being proactive and going out of my comfort zone. It was much harder to make that second call, for complicated social anxiety reasons, but I did it and I am proud.

Heck, I just made a third call, for clarification. Sadly, the news is not good. Turns out I have to be there AT 6:30, which is not nearly as convenient for me. And it’s an appointment, not a “come by before”, and so God knows when I actually get to see him. Hopefully before 8.

It really has been that bad in the past.

But I dunno. Maybe he’s not overbooking any more. Or maybe by the end of the day, the congestion has cleared.

You know, because so many people have given up and gone home for supper.

But I got no choice. This is the price I pay for putting things off for so long. And at least if it’s an actual appointment, I will get the full prescriptions and all.

I will have to go to Shoppers’ to get them filled, tho. Ye Olde Neighborhood Pharmacy will be closed by then. Oh well, it’s just an extra block. Hopefully Joe will be able to drive me to the appointment and to Shopper’s. I could use the psychological support. Oh right…. speaking of Joe…

Joe has one of those professional development dealies today. So instead of working his usual 3:30 to midnight, he is working 9 to 3:15. Poor guy. He got home at midnight last night and had to go straight to bed. He’s now at work. He must be terribly tired.

At least that means he will be available for going out to dinner tonight. Normally, we would only get his company after midnight. It will be nice going out to eat on a Friday, like we used to do way back when.

Of course, having a doctor’s appointment at 6:15 will complicate matters. Oh well, if it gets late enough, all you can eat sushi at our favorite sushi place will become an option.

All you can eat places bring a strange economics to the table. People won’t go if they don’t think they are hungry enough to eat way more than usual, because that’s the only way they feel like they will get their money’s worth.

And that would make sense if you are going to a really expensive place. But people feel the same even when it costs exactly the same as a totally finite meal from their family restaurant of choice. A meal that they would walk away from feeling fully satisfied that they had gotten their money’s worth, and also feeling quite full.

So the exact same quantity of food that is sufficient for the money at a regular restaurant suddenly becomes not worth the money when you go to an all you can eat place. It makes no sense.

But I am sure there is some fascinating psychological principle at work here. I can’t wait till we cover it in one of my Psych classes. I love that actual psychology is being applied to economics now, with marvelous experiments like this one :

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For one thing, it means that economics is being forced to admit that A) they have been applied psychology all this time and B) people do not always act in their narrow and reductivist definition of “rational self-interest”.

Because people are people, not fucking robots. They don’t always know what their rational self-interest even is, let alone always acting in it.

All economics is voodoo economics. It’s never been a science at all. It’s all guesswork and drawing the target after you shoot.

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Weird place for a (—), right? I was almost done blogging when I had to leave for class.

So I am blogging from class. We have a five minute break, so I will not get far. But what the heck. I write. It’s what I do.

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That was brief. As i suspected.

Waiting for the bus. Damn it is cold. My jacket protects my torso from Jack Frost, but this is getting into glove weather, and I only have one glove.

Just like Michael Jackson.

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Home now. Time to go to the doc. Wish me well.

I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.