I hate paperwork! I hate paperwork! Did I mention that I hate paperwork!!! I have just returned from my second trip to the doctor’s office to take care of an authorization to release medical records, arghhhhh! Seems the one I dropped off two hours ago wasn’t specific enough although I would think a general release should be perfect but noooo…

It just seems sometimes that bureaucracy was invented specifically to drive me CRAZY! Ok, so maybe now I feel just a titch better. Maybe I should explain my walk on the sanity precipice. I have been out on short term leave for a number of weeks and I can’t tell you how many days have been taken up with phone calls, paperwork, tests, and gazillions of doctor visits! Not sure where the idea of rest and healing comes in but sometimes it feels like at least a part-time job. I know, definitely a wah, wah, wah kind of day. I hate it when I turn into a whining baby but sometimes the metamorphosis is unavoidable. Perhaps a little Kafka is in my future…

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