OK,

this is bullshit.

The doctor refused any hold-over pills until I'm seen. Their earliest appointment is next Wednesday the 8th. I've still only got three pills to hold me over in the intervening week. They won't provide any explanation until I'm seen.

In the meantime, I'm going back into "OK, you're in a lot of pain but you've gotta push through" mode — a mode I haven't allowed myself to enter for over a year because it leads to pretty dangerous places. But I don't have any choice.

And it sucks. I can tell you. I had to hold back tears trying to gently wash my body in the shower yesterday, because it hurt in my upper arm so much to push the bath puff around on my skin. Just that very small exertion, it hurt so much. I wouldn't have been able to take that shower without my shower chair, either (that thing is a lifesaver). Lifting my arms over my head long enough for shampooing and conditioning? Forget it. And I need to try to keep my hair as un-greasy as possible for as long as possible because I won't be able to shower more than one more time until this prescription gets refilled.

I had a further rant here, but I'll spare you. Suffice to say, I'm uncomfortable and unhappy.