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slipjig3I think I need to schedule another doctor's appointment: the dizziness is back again. I'm pretty sure it's stress-triggered, because the timing always seems about right, but this time it's been a few days, and I still haven't found my land legs yet. I talked to Dr. B a while ago about this, and he basically told me it was likely low-level anxiety attacksto keep an eye on it and let him know if it continued (the divorce was going on at the time, which pretty much threw my entire brain into a non-stop chemical brouhaha, anyway). Now that it's back, I think I'm going to tactfully request some as-needed medication for it.
In the meantime, I'm trying to work the kinks out of my shoulders, accepting the hugs (and brownies! *smacks chops*) that Anna has been plying me with, and ignoring the customers at work who insist that the reason operators keep hanging up on them is because, and I quote, they're "fucking Iraqis who don't have their green cards." No, sir, you're absolutely right. The fact that you're a blistering asshat has nothing to do with it at all. Gahh....
In the meantime, I'm trying to work the kinks out of my shoulders, accepting the hugs (and brownies! *smacks chops*) that Anna has been plying me with, and ignoring the customers at work who insist that the reason operators keep hanging up on them is because, and I quote, they're "fucking Iraqis who don't have their green cards." No, sir, you're absolutely right. The fact that you're a blistering asshat has nothing to do with it at all. Gahh....
