No, not really - but it feels like it, as the odds are about the same.
I’ve got a doctor’s appointment this morning, at only the third time of asking! The third separate occasion, that is - not only three times today (I still had to redial five or six times before getting through, but that is GOOD, by usual standards).
So, I’ll finally get to see her about the flippin’ eye! It’s really bad this morning, so at least I’ll have something to show her, and not the usual story of everything spontaneously clearing up, the moment you’ve got an appointment. I do hope she prescribes me the steroid drops. I know she doesn’t like doing it, but they really do WORK - nothing else does. I’m miserable carrying on like this. It makes me look awful and feel awful. And I couldn’t go to a job interview looking like this. Nobody’s going to hire someone who looks as if they’re riddled with infection.
I won’t get started on how there is no longer a bus service, to get me to the doctor’s, as that’s a whole other story. I hear the bus to the hospital is to be withdrawn in September, too. Pretty soon, I’ll be housebound - NOT because of MS. There just won’t be any transport to go anywhere. I’ve just found out there’s no bus service into town any more, either, without having to walk a long way, or change. That drastically cuts down the jobs I’ll be able to consider, as they’ll have to be within reach of the railway station.