So easy

It was supposed to be easy.

I was already in the doctor’s office, I just needed an appointment with a different doctor for a consultation. The doc I had just finished with told me to sit tight and he’d send in a tech to schedule the next appointmetn. The tech comes in, schedules, and goes. I go to the scheduled appointment first thing this morning. Only to find it was scheduled with the doctor I just saw two days ago and not the one I needed to see. She wasn’t even in the office today. Happy waste of my time.

It was supposed to be easy.

Skype, facebook, blogs, email were supposed to keep me in touch with my friends. It wasn’t supposed to be the next great American novel, or a collection of epic poems, or anything more than a quick email, chat session, message, or phone call. But blogs go uncommented on, messages are left without a reply, and friendships start to disintegrate.

It was supposed to be easy.

Get leave approved for a time when there was no work to be done and by plane tickets to visit family. One orthopedic surgery and convalescent leave later (not us) and a month later we still don’t have leave approval or tickets. We’re having to go a completely different route now to try and get approved to go see family.

It was supposed to be easy.

Why are the easy things never actually easy? Talk to a doctor about birth control, stay in touch with friends, go home to visit family. All are fairly simple, easy things. That have become ridiculously hard. To the point of not wanting to try anymore.

I’m going to the doctor again on Monday. My 3rd visit in a week all about birth control. It shouldn’t be this hard. I’m rapidly approaching a month since I last heard from some of my friends. Again, how long does it take to send a quick message, especially with all the technology available to send said messages. We’re emailing a new person for leave approval. I have no hope of it going through. It should go through and we should still get to go home for Christmas. But I refuse to hope that we will get to, the disappointment is too much. I’m losing hope on all of the situations. It feels like I’m striving for things that no one wants me to achieve.

I guess it’s good that I’m stubborn, because, I won’t give up. Even if it’s hard when it was supposed to be easy.

~The Countess~


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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