“I don’t know why, but it is harder for me to get to my own doctor appts.
Had to get to MRI’s this morning.
First of all, I am no longer ok in the morning.
You could say it’s because I don’t get to sleep until around 2am or so, but my internal biorhythms are altered.
And I won’t detail the diffuculty, but once I got into the hospital where everything was shutdown to minimum operations on the weekend, I had to request wheelchair assistance to help me get checked in and settled into the correct waiting room properly.
The anxiety crush meltdown of gratefully accepting a wheelchair to be shuttled more quickly and safely than my legs and increasing disorientation could take me was alarming.
But there was a kind, older lady that I helped get confirmed in her own location, and she extended to me saying, ” Always ask for a wheelchair in the airport,” confidingly – as I just about broke into tears for needing the darn thing.”
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