Tough day at the office. Not the work, but not fun working sick. I went home, didn't even bother with lunch, and just sacked out for a couple of hours. Then, I got up, took care of a few light chores, made myself an easy dinner of shredded chicken, warmed in tinned chicken gravy (to which I added some seasonings and a few tinned peas), and poured over mashed potatoes. Not gourmet by any means, but filling and satisfying--and not to mention, reasonably tasty.

Speaking of filling foods, now that it's getting chilly again, I'm thinking I should be getting either a box of instant maple-brown sugar oatmeal (porage), or a box of Cream of Wheat for my breakfasts. Since I'm supposed to watch my sugar and salts, I suppose I would have to not eat either of these too often (the sugar in the oatmeal, the salt (and butter) in the cream of wheat). Oh well, have a few more weeks yet, before it becomes hot cereal season, plenty of time to decide.

Well, the doctor was supposed to let me know my test results today, LOL. This health centre has a very poor reputation in the local community--too many low-level health providers, only 2 doctors, to see a couple of thousand patients. Yesterday morning, they were shut for much of the day, when the building had to be evacuated for a chemical spill--someone poured X-Ray developer down the drain--which then became clogged, and to fix the clog, they poured a chemical that unstops drains--called "Drain-O," down there...and the resulting chemical mixture filled the building with a white cloud of toxic fumes. The building was fine by the time I got there, after six pm. (18.00). But, nobody was really surprised to find that health care staff didn't know that you don't mix chemicals--even down a drain...it's about par for the course for those people at the health centre, I'm afraid. They were treating a man for what they called, a "mystery rash" on his legs for months--trying him out on all kinds of drugs and tests--even going so far as to tell the poor man he might lose his legs! He finally gave up and went to a skin specialist on his own--who pronounced that the man merely had a bad case of psoraisis, a common condition!

And the Nurse/doctor yesterday, wanted to know why I've been allowed to "slip through the cracks???

Sadly, for us with little or no health insurance, this joke of a health center is our ONLY option, short of the ER, as it is the only provider who has sliding scale fees (based on your income/ability to pay) in the entire city.