Went to the doc yesterday
and vented to my heart's content about how I feel about having my last two appointments cancelled then reset during a time when I was feeling like crud. Oh...and I switched doctors to make my point. After having gone through a full month of "sorta-flu-like" symptoms, and getting myself well using herbs and such, I did a bit of griping. A lot of griping. And it made me feel waaayyy better.
Got my shingles vaccine, set an appointment for a bone density scan, and got all that angry frustration off my chest. YAY! Decided I didn't want or need the current (worthless) flu vaccine, and got a prescription for the nasty sinus infection that developed over the last month. Okay. I am set for another few months.
It is amazing how just going to the doctor and talking about my health seems to resolve some of the garbage that I worry about. So now it's time to worry about earning a living. Getting back to writing. Doing what I need to do to pay the bills. I have already started on a couple of my dormant wips, and feel a lot better about finishing them.
So maybe I will have something to sub to my editor in a few weeks.