Saturday, August 28, 2010
So the psych eval is done. And I could tell she (the therapist) was ready to be shed of me too-after putting me in a holding pattern all summer long. Sheesh! So now I'm waiting on the results which I'm sure will be fine. I mean really-some of those questions were a little ridiculous. You'd have to be stupid-or crazy-to fail that thing. All 370 not so very subtle questions, btw. So getting the freakin' eval done meant that FINALLY I could call the surgeon and set up an appt. So hubby makes the call for me, and the office lady sweetly tells him that it will be several months before I can even get in to see the doc-which is a problem because I'm shooting for surgery the 1st week of Oct-which is my break from school. And I do NOT want to do this over Christmas break. So hubby begs and pleads for an earlier appt-which she finally squeezes us in, but assures us getting the surgery scheduled quickly may be a problem... So who knows at this point??? I have patiently been biding my time for 6 months, jumping every hoop as I come to it. It hasn't been easy dangling on the end of strangers' ropes. So yes, I'm a control freak who hates waiting on other people's time tables. But dammit... October or bust!