Cameron Hospital, you lethargic piece of shit!

I had an appointment for a CT Scan made for me about a month ago. Today was said scheduled appointment. Today, I walk in the doors at 6:55, and today I leave Cameron Hospital at 8:30...

In this time, I had to do MORE paperwork of sorts. Stamp my precious John Hancock on everything... and then, I am told to find the X-Ray room. Yeah, because I wander the hospital often enough to know where that is...

Anyway, after being lost and finding my way to stupid X-Ray and Laboratory, I am given the most horrid vile cream drink I have ever had the pleasure of ingesting. I literally had to plug my nose to keep from retching all over the waiting room. Not only did I get to drink one of these, but I got to drink TWO of them! Whole glasses full. A whole 16 ounces of what ever the fuck that was... sliding down my throat.

I swear I could feel the acidic sludge melting my organs away... or at least making them glow. Now, I understand how X-Rays work.

After an hour of sitting and waiting for the poison to make its way through my body, I am lead to a small room with an arc in it. I get to lay under the arc and wait while a woman undresses me, shit you not, and stabs my arm with an IV. (Hate those.)

In the "tube", hold breath, out the "tube", normal breathing. The nurse tells me to stretch my arm and let the fluid in the IV run in. It may do nothing to me, or it may make me feel warm.

Warm is a Goddamn understatement. My throat and chest were immediately engulfed in flames. My fingertips felt as if they would pop off.... and the worst of it all?! I felt as if I had pissed my own pants.

In and out the tube with "piss" in my pants.

Finish. IV is yanked out. I am told I have to wait "ten minutes" for the nurse to finish burning a CD for me. ?

30 minutes later, I get my CD and leave.

Stories

If you, my avid reader, noticed a missing blog entitled Merry Christmas My Love, that is because I have moved it to my new blog spot.

I have decided to keep things organized for myself, I am going to maintain two blog spots: one for rants and vents, and the other for my stories and to-be-books.

I look forward to comments and what not on my "famous" works.

Oh, and for my Fang readers, I will be posting Fang in its entirety onto the new blog spot.

Here's a link for you lazy bastards: http://jezieneechan.blogspot.com/


Enjoy!

Penn Valley, you lethargic piece of shit!

Oh. My. God.

I spent two hours... TWO hours waiting in a line watching as the faculty and staff at Penn Valley's Financial Aid office sluggishly helped people. If ever you were to see real life zombies... here they are.

Finally, I was helped, two hours after waiting, only to be slowly lead into the back office where a less than friendly woman tells me why my financial aid is screwed up and requires me to fill out a mountain full of paper work to fix it.

In any case, *points to title* Penn Valley is SLOW! You can't get anything accomplished in a timely fashion. Everything is confusing and... slow! I swear to God, these people are sedated before going to work every morning. I hate it, but it's one semester. I can do one semester.

*shudder*