Liz Update

School started yesterday even if I wasn't quite ready for it. Dan's been on the overnight schedule and reluctantly I ended up on it too. I tried to reset myself before Monday but my body defiantly told me NO!

Yesterday I must have turned off my alarm because I get a call from Dan at 6:30am on his way home. Oops! I also didn't buy any bread so I had to eat leftovers for lunch, which was fine because it was a filet mignon from California Dreaming. Mmmhmm. It was tasty tasty tasty!

The rest of the day went pretty well. I dropped in at the medical clinic for something personal and the receptionist told me to have a seat in the lobby. No problem. About an hour later a DR enquires to a patient waiting and asks her how longs she's been waiting. FOUR HOURS! Holy moly! I didn't want to be forgotten too so I piped up. The doctor left to find the receptionist and lo and behold she already left for the day. How convientient.

I did get the care I came for but I was still fumed that the receptionist so kindly handed me off to the lobby without telling anyone what I was there for. On the way home I was still fuming so I tried to think of what I was thankful for. It's annoying to do in the heat of the moment because you want to feel that anger and feel justified but the anger does you no good in the end.

At least I was getting free health care. It may not be the best in the world but it was certainly better than the non-english speaking doctor at the walk-in clinic in downtown Melbourne.

I also got my medicine for free. I could've had to pay a co-fee if I filled it at another pharmacy. Without insurance I would have had to pay at least $50. I remember borrowing money once from Dan (when we were dating) just so I could buy myself some antibiotics.

After that fiasco I had to go grocery shopping, remember no bread? That wasn't too bad but shopping has become such a chore for me lately because I carefully read the labels and if it has corn syrup, high fructose or not, I won't buy it.

I picked up some chinese takeout (full of HFCS I know) and had a nice dinner at home. Dan popped a movie and although it was only 7pm I told myself I had to wait until at least 8pm before passing out. I don't know if I made it or not. I just remember Dan guiding me to bed and tucking me in.

What a day. At the end of the day I felt satisfied. Deeply satisfied. I am living the life that I have always wanted. I feel safe and secure. I am getting an education. I have health care. I have food in my belly and a roof over my head. I am happy.