This blog entry is here for you to post your WCA stories.
Many people detest WCA many have had bad experience. Please share your good and bad in comments.
Many Thanks. Jules
This blog entry is here for you to post your WCA stories.
Many people detest WCA many have had bad experience. Please share your good and bad in comments.
Many Thanks. Jules
So I heard of this thing called choices.
A strange and wondrous thing when applied to ongoing and appropriate best suitable place for medical care.
Someone I know and respect had to do multiple somersaults to book their own treatments via internet using codes and passwords and time and effort they didn't have too much of to do this herculean job.
They managed it after much stress and self questioning as to whether they'd done it correctly.
I didn't think this was fair as her choice was to ask the doctor to book it all for her. The doctor said that option was not available.
So much for choice.
I had a letter today also involving choice. Essentially it was can I phone them to confirm I'd chosen a treatment that I'd already agreed with my consultant. My cost of call to confirm something I already agreed to. And the call was supposed to be to arrange an appointment, but turns out it was only to confirm I want one.
I await another letter for an un booked date sometime in june which they told me I'd again have to phone to confirm.
If they'd just agreed the date on the call I made at their request.
Choices? I wonder.
The old floor was old and non slippy.
I had new kitchen a short while ago.
They put nice new vinyl tiles on floor.
And they are quite slippy. Enough to have hurt myself three times since installed.
This time I slipped hurting both legs meaning today I had to ask someone who lives nearby to take dog for a walk.
I didn't have enough money on me to give the bloke enough for a pint.
There were these feelings
How can I have slipped?
Guilt on not walking my own dog
And a very horrible feeling when the dog wasn't here whilst on the walk.
And embarrassment that I had to ask and couldn't even give the bloke enough for a pint .
A strange day indeed.
I'm not usually one to fall.
Missiles over London: a new Olympic event: http://t.co/iGi2YsEH this is via a trusted source.
The other day I nearly c h o k e d on a paracetamol.
No assistance.
No one thinks of that when they think of single people do they?
Now I should really blog and blog on this subject, but, I'm sure those
with their own minds can see pro's and cons of living on your own.
You could comment with your own issues if you like?
No?
Ok.
I'll raise a glass on my own and toast myself for this incredibly
insightful blog piece then.