…although I still feel a little tired. I should just take it easy and not push myself too hard., so things don’t get worse, and cause our vacation to be ruined.
Mike brought me a 12-pack of ramen noodles last night, and I ate one pack. I didn’t gack it up, so that’s a good sign.
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I had a little bit of a scare today. The phone rang, and the display on the caller ID said, “Melrose-Wakefield Hospital” (aka The Hospital From Hell). As you may know, I’ve seen that damned display on the caller ID more times that I’d have liked…mostly doctors harassing me to harass Mike to get unneeded surgery that our crappy insurance probably would refuse to pay for anyway.
Between that, and Mike’s nutcase mother calling me to whine all of the time, I’d had enough of the harassment. And, YES, my MIL’s calls WERE getting to the point of harassment. Normal people don’t call someone several times a day, every day, and then leave long, whiny messages when no one answers the phone. We actually broke down and got caller ID because of her.
I wanted to get the landline number changed, and Mike agreed. But I made it clear to him that this would be a waste of money if he gave out the new number to anyone who’s been harassing me. The doctors and hospital can have his work number, and that’s it. If they want to reach him, call him where he is. He is usually NEVER home during the day on weekdays. There is NO reason for them to bother me. And if he talks to his mother at work, that’s his business, too. I just don’t want to hear about it. The nutcase sent us a card, probably for our anniversary, and I didn’t even open it. Whether Mike did or not, I don’t know. But I sure as hell didn’t want to see the long and whiny letter that surely was in it. As long as I don’t have to hear from or about her, I’m happy.
Anyhoo, back to this phone call today. Of course, I thought that they were calling to look for Mike, and that’s why I picked up. If they asked for Mike, I’d ream them a new one, asking how they got this number and all. Then I’d probably have to ream Mike a new one, since he’d be the one who gave it out. It’s unlisted, non-published, and very few people have it. And that’s the way I plan to keep it.
But they asked for someone named “Jean”. I told them that they had the wrong number, and that was the end of it. Whew!
I wonder, if this Jean was a patient there, and perhaps had this number before we did…was SHE being harassed by them, too, and had to have her number changed? Why else would she not give them her new number?