Better living through chemistry

I completely lost my shit on pre-op day.  I had two pre-op appointments back to back and was barely running on time.  Then I nearly got there and there was a big wreck on a very skinny street.  I was growing very short of time and Shaun, who makes a living knowing the streets of Austin and where everything is, told me to take a turn that was the wrong way, forcing me to do a U-turn and have to cross over the other side of the wreck traffic.  I completely went ballistic on him.  He was super apologetic and I was a total bitch.  My tirade continued with the hospital staff, first with the paperwork that always asks if I'm pregnant and how I know I'm not.  They never have a box for my reason so in my irritation I drew a giant box and wrote "GAY" in giant letters.  After calmly taking my paperwork to the clerk at the desk, she asks me my religion.  I told her I hate religion and she's welcome to put that in my chart.  Then I snerk a bit when I see her cross necklace.  Totally not sorry.  After taking us back to another room where I get my pre-op instructions, the lady tells me that I can't eat or drink anything past midnight.  My surgery is scheduled for 2:00 pm.  I said, "So if my surgery was scheduled at 8 am in the morning, when would I need to stop eating or drinking?  She says midnight.  I then ask how many hours before the surgery do I need to stop eating or drinking.  She tells me midnight, just in case they move my surgery, say to the morning.  I can't tell at that point if she was stupid or she thought I was.  "If they were going to move my appointment to the morning, they would call me the night before to warn me, thus letting me know I really can't eat or drink anything past midnight."  We continue our verbal tennis match and then I said, "That is some bullshit!"  Another guy came in to continue the instructions.  I'm not sure if that was the way it was intended or if she told him he had to take her place.  Still not sorry!!!

After that appointment was over, I rushed over to the surgeon's office for my pre-op and asked her how many hours before the surgery until I need to stop eating or drinking?  She says "8 to 10" hours.  THANK YOU for actually answering my question honestly!  Seriously, 14 hours of no eating and no drinking when my stomach is already the size of a walnut is going to make me much worse to be around than I was that day, not to mention good luck finding a vein that day due to extreme dehydration. My fingers are almost always pruny from dehydration even without restrictions placed on me.

Yesterday I took my pills at bedtime from my little pillbox and remembered that on one of the previous nights I had stolen a Cymbalta and forgot to replace it.  I looked through the remaining boxes to see which one was missing the pill which gives me sanity.  There were none missing.  That means that within that past week, I took my pills and did not take my Cymbalta.  Not trying to make an excuse here but I'm just saying... I'm pretty sure I know what day that was.

Needless to say, I was very sorry and apologetic to Shaun.  Though he is an absolutely terrible navigator, he did not deserve anywhere near what I gave him.  He was super understanding and forgiving, which I don't even really think I deserve but I sure am grateful to him for it.  Sometimes I really don't know how I got so lucky with him.