Hospital irritation.

It is the weekend today.  Thursday and Friday.  At least in this part of the world.

Ingrid had her hair done this morning.  Short, nice, elegant and classy!.  That is the most I can say.  Thank goodness,  Ingrid is not one who gets upset if I do not make fancy comments.  It is only a haircut.  Not a heart by-pass surgery.  I find it absolutely amazing, that many  women expect their men to go…

'Wow. Oh, my god!   That looks absolutely ravishingly beautiful!!!'

What a crock of shit is that?   By saying that, it also means that before the hair job, the woman looked like a slice of floating wet bread!   

This morning, I was up early.  Was out on the beach for a walk with a friend of mine.  Lovely morning it was.  Still my head was full of thought.  Last night, I am almost sure I dreamed  I was attacked by a  bunch of mad baby baboons!  I even screamed in my sleep. So Ingrid told me.  I cannot imagine why in heavens name I dreamed of baboons.  And baby baboons.   Wonder if ET has anything to do with this.

The hospital (StarCare) called this afternoon.  Apparently, the appointment fixed for the 25^th needs to be postponed again.  This is the second time! The new date is 28^th.  The doctor needs a break it seems. From what, for goodness sake?  From carrying out daylight robbery on patients? I suppose that also can be tiring.  

Something that this country needs to learn is to keep to commitments. Their attitude is disgraceful.  Seems like the hospital is doing us a favour by allowing us to see the doctor.  How grateful we must be!

Wait…they do not know what they are in for on our next visit.

The  routine at the hospital is: you see the doctor and then pay. Ah….a slip on their part there!!!  I will turn tables on them, and give them some grief.   I intend presenting them with my bill for cancelling 2 appointments. And will tell them they owe me money.  That will put them in a twist, I am sure.   This is going to be fun.  Not that I want money from them…but…

I am actually irritated with their attitude.   We have not seen the doctor in a while. Don't they realise that? I need to calm down and not drive Ingrid up the wall.

Sweetheart, please come down….only spider-man does walls'