The Apocalypse

Once the talk of bad weather started, I planned on LG having a snow day tomorrow. What I didn't plan on is ME having a snow day! No class! No class! No class! (Granted, this will be tricky to make up later, but NO CLASS!)

I still don't have my fucking lupron. Because the fucking pharmacy, in another state [the one I used to live in, half the country from here], is CLOSED due to apocalyptic weather conditions. If it can't be worked out, the nurse said I can use my donor's lupron and then give her mine, since she doesn't need it yet and I do. But seriously, major hassle. I've been trying to get this drug for a week.

I had therapy and a massage today, and while I have to say that was the lamest excuse for a massage I have ever received (LG might as well have done it), it still helped. Or maybe that's just being slathered with lavender oil and being really tired to start with.

Tonight, I am watching TV (anyone else watch The Good Wife?), I am dosing myself with Benadryl, and hoping desperately that I sleep. And if I don't, I'll be calling Dr. G tomorrow and asking for a prescription for Ambien, per my therapist's request, because I can't keep going like this much longer.

This is my first ever snow day since graduate school. Woo-hoo!!