" Uh huh. They're checking for some antibodies and things. I'm supposed to call back the first week of August"
" Why so late?"
"He's on vacation, again"
" I think I've just found my specialty"
" Is the Zoloft helping you sleep yet?"
" No, but I'm not anxious about not sleeping anymore"
After other chatting ( Lovely fingernail polish, thank you, been up for over 48 hours, I give my pugs baths at 4 am, oh really..you have a bulldog?) it's been decided my options for sleeping are now limited to a rubber mallet, front of head only, Haldol, or visiting the Center For Integrative Medicine.
You KNOW it's bad when your major medical center farms you out to the acupuncturists.