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18:11 - Tuesday, Oct. 08, 2002 Since Saturday I have been so damn sick you would not beleive it. Thank god I have friends I can openly discuss bodily functions with. It has really helped. They probably won't be surprised to see me writing about the fact that the doctor jammed his damn finger so far up my ass in popped out my eyeball. OK well, almost. Today was actually the first day I felt a little better. I went to the doctor and he reassured me that I was not dying. I have a tendency to diagnose myself as you may have read before. Basically, I just have some sort of bacterial gunk. And of course my insurance is in a total state of whack. Not to bore you too much but I had Plan 1 with Insurance Company 1 provided by Organization 1. I then changed jobs and had temporary insurance: Plan 1 with Company 2 provided by Organization 2. Realizing that temp insurance sucked, my organization started a permanent plan with the insurance company I was under with my first organization: Plan 2 with Company 1 provided by Organization 2. And of course, to top it all off, I have left that Organization and start a new job with new insurance tomorrow (or as soon as I recover). It took a while for the people at Company 1 to figure out who I was and how much they had to pay the doctor to pop on the glove and the KY. Not to mention the pharmacy bill. Shit, it's days like this that I think I should take the LSAT. I wanted to stand up in the pharmacy and yell: as two cars travelling at three times the speed limit of traffic under school zone restrictions, and six other trains leave four equidistantly spaced Taco Bell's in Chicago headed for Mary Chapin Carpernter concerts, who will be there first to hear "Way Down Yonder on the Chatahootchie?" But I did not yell this. I did however feel like I could have figured it out after the insurance roller coaster. Anyway, I hope to be better soon. I have a new job to start, a wedding to plan, and some quilting to do.
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