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shade184Didn't go to the doctor today.
The only medical centre in town that bulk bills (that is, is covered by national healthcare) doesn't do appointments - you just walk in and queue up. Obviously, you get priority if you're bleeding out or something.
Anyways, Mum was supposed to drop me off at the place, pick up Dad, get the other car from the mechanic (in which Mum and Tina would continue on while Dad took the kids home in their current car), take Tina to her psych appointment, and then come and get me. She was pretty supportive of it last night, considering that I didn't actually tell here why I wanted to go. (Need to get myself checked out for anxiety and depression, a couple of physical things, and I also need some pretty serious dental work.)
However, today, Mum was pissed off because Tina was being a bitch, and then she took that out on me when I committed the heinous offence of asking her to slow down when she was ten over the speed limit and we were approaching a speed camera. She skipped over the medical place entirely and went to pick up Dad, which I thought was kinda self-defeating, 'cause that would mean she would need to stay in town for longer, whereas I can wait for hours if I need to.
But then she went on ahead to pick up the car after Dad arrived, and then she took off with Tina in the newly-repaired Bitchmobile, to which I thought "fuck that, I will go to the doctor another time". So I went home with Dad and the kids in the current car. And I bought a sundae on the way home, because I could.
The only medical centre in town that bulk bills (that is, is covered by national healthcare) doesn't do appointments - you just walk in and queue up. Obviously, you get priority if you're bleeding out or something.
Anyways, Mum was supposed to drop me off at the place, pick up Dad, get the other car from the mechanic (in which Mum and Tina would continue on while Dad took the kids home in their current car), take Tina to her psych appointment, and then come and get me. She was pretty supportive of it last night, considering that I didn't actually tell here why I wanted to go. (Need to get myself checked out for anxiety and depression, a couple of physical things, and I also need some pretty serious dental work.)
However, today, Mum was pissed off because Tina was being a bitch, and then she took that out on me when I committed the heinous offence of asking her to slow down when she was ten over the speed limit and we were approaching a speed camera. She skipped over the medical place entirely and went to pick up Dad, which I thought was kinda self-defeating, 'cause that would mean she would need to stay in town for longer, whereas I can wait for hours if I need to.
But then she went on ahead to pick up the car after Dad arrived, and then she took off with Tina in the newly-repaired Bitchmobile, to which I thought "fuck that, I will go to the doctor another time". So I went home with Dad and the kids in the current car. And I bought a sundae on the way home, because I could.