Went today and finally had my physical done for CIC. Well, most of it anyway. Got the xray (yay for chest shot number 8 billion) but the Vampires closed for the day about twenty minutes before we got there. So we’ll have to go back monday to prove that I dont have HIV or that my tattooist didnt give me Hep C fifteen years ago.
We also found out that my blood pressure has indeedy not dropped a single bit from my relaxing stay in Canadia. MD actually raised her eyebrows at me when I repeatedly assured her that no, I was not having any overt symptoms. Sorry, my body is just accustomed to this… Ive apparently been hypertense since I was a kid (or so I’m told). Anyway, today’s grand number started at 80/100, dropping to 50/100 when she left me alone for a bit to chill out once she realised that my warnings about my usual “white-coat syndrome” issues are pretty real.
Didnt like her too much, but she was quite efficent, although I think her initial impression of me was that I was a flake who blew off her meds. Once I explained the situation, she understood immediately… even to how “no one wanted to be responsible” (her words) for cutting me a scrip for them when I was at the ER a few months ago. So she was nice enough to furnish me with multiple sample packs of my pretty heavy-duty meds (I’d produced the old bottle). So I now have about five months of my drugs, including two months of the lower of the two available doses so I dont shock my system again going on or off. And as a bonus she confirmed that as a spousal case, I’m eligible for OHIP as soon as CIC clears my medical.
Boogied over to the PO and sent the package in via Registered Mail once I tucked the reciept for the meddogs into the envelope. So now we just wait more to see if the Grand High Mucky-Mucks of Canadia will allow my husband to keep me.
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