June 4th, 2014
Apart from being a kind of weird but sadistically fun movie and a rather cool song by Mika, kick-ass is also a word which one would use to describe someone who does something that's so out of the ordinary and so darn awesome, there really is no other way of describing that person or action as being "Kick-Ass".
I am kick ass!
Okay, so I am NOT dressing up in a green and yellow scuba diving outfit to shoot people and get molested severely and repeatedly myself, nor am I singing songs about someone who does. But here is what I DID do:
Last Monday I went to see my GP because... okay this is a bit of embarrassing so I won't tell, but believe me when I say I was in a lot of pain and under the influence of a lot of painkillers already when I made my way to the doctor's office. I brought my mum because I knew what a spineless idiot I become in said doctor's office, so I told my mum to stop me from settling for anything other than a follow-up appointment in the hospital.
usually happens is that my doctor, when referring me to the hospital by
letter, simply types up that letter so I can call a hospital of
preference and make an appointment myself. What happened this time is
that she, without any warning or question, sent a referral letter
through some internal system to the one hospital I refuse to go to.
Seriously, I wouldn't want to go there if I was dead!
But after she told me what she'd done and I asked her if it was possible to go to the other hospital, the one I usually go to because, frankly, they're way nicer and don't treat me as if I'm a pile of worthless crap, she said (and this is a direct translated quote): "Yes, but not now any more."
She gave me a letter I needed to make an appointment with and sort of scooped me out of her office, although she could tell I wasn't happy. Now, I don't know exactly why I didn't speak up that moment, but I blame the painkillers and the desperate need to go home and sleep. And so I went home, thinking my life sucks anyway and who am I to complain about a simple thing such as a hospital...
But later I got really upset and freaked out completely, and in the end I remembered what my job coach told me: I need to stand up for myself more. If there is anything I feel bad about, I shouldn't do it just to please others, but I should go out and make it right for ME.
And after 2 days and 5 phone calls I FINALLY got hold of the doctor's assistant and told her that come what may, but I am never ever going back to that sh*thole of a hospital ever again, in my entire life, and that she better sort it out for me.
That was so kick-ass, me doing that! And even though my lousy GP (I swear I should've taken on a new one years ago) isn't in until next week Wednesday and I have to call her back (read: stalk her office for 3 days again before I get hold of anyone) to remind her to re-send the internal email to the RIGHT hospital, I am super relieved I no longer have to force myself to do something I absolutely don't want to!
So world, beware! I am becoming stronger and stronger and less afraid of doing what I want and, very imporantly, I'm becoming better at not doing what I DON'T want!
June 11th, 2014
I still like this song! Even if it's older than me, probably ;)
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