Laila: A Life in Progress

This Blog contain the rantings of a cute,but crazy black woman. Come along for the ride, suspend your belief in reality; come peek into life as I see it. Who knows you might enjoy yourself.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Writer's block

It's happened again;I'm suffering from writer's block. I have so many thoughts running around inside my brain that I can't seem to get a grip on anything specific. So at this point, you should used to my random rants about nothing.
I know that it's been a while since I've written. Yes, I'm a bad girl. But there is so much going on right now. I think that I'm in the middle of my annual nervous breakdown. I've been feeling icky lately. So you know what that means, a trip to the doctor. And as usual Dr. Greene was happy to see me. It's seeing hyprocondriacs like me, that will help send her kids to college. So I went today,because I secretly thought that I was having a stroke. I've been chewing on aspirins to try and ward this thing off until I can get to her office.
One of the things that I hate the most about going to see Dr Greene is her staff. Those girls are the the laziest & nastiest bunch of bitches that I've ever met. And those are their good points. I know that good help is hard to find(my office included) But her staff is down right rude. And I make it point of telling her during every visit. Yes, her staff hates me too. Fuck them. Okay back to me.
The other thing that drives me crazy about Dr. Greene is that every conversation ends up being about her. Most visits start off with me reminding her about how much I hate her staff. Then,the conversation turns to family issues. Dr. Greene's mother and MamaDear are neighbors. So there is no family secret/gossip that she is not aware of. Then we finally get around to my issues. So I tell her that I'm concerned about having a stroke,because almost every magazine article I've read lately has some stroke related story. And then out of nowhere,she said that
"People have strokes all the time and never even know it. Your blood pressure is a bit high today, I think that I'll increase your medication." Then she starts talking about her problems. And with that, I get a bunch of new prescriptions and I'm sent on my merry way. I really think I just pay for her kids tuition.
Well I have another appointment next month. To see if the medication is working. I guess it could be worst?

Laila