it was absolutely -lovely- there, i tell you. i waited for hours to be interrogated by various PROFESSIONALS. i drank burnt, bitter coffee. i snapped my wrist with a rubber band to pass the time. i yelled at my mother for trying to make me feel better while siotting in the waiting room.

so this doctor with a strong foreign accent comes in and re-asks all the questions i've BEEN asked already. he changed all my meds. he gives me the Rx's and my mother and i leave. it only took 6 hours.

i feel empty and used.