*bites something*

[wispfox]

So.. the people at the urology place said I wouldn't be able to drive for 24 hours after surgery. OK, fine. Taking a taxi home. Great. No problem.

I just had a chat with the hospital, because they were trying to schedule me to come in to talk to the anesthesiologist (which still needs to happen. But they couldn't tell me how long it'll take. Grrrr...).

Apparently *they* think I'm not allowed to be *alone* for 24 hours after surgery. Great. Now I needed to try to find someone to drive me from the hospital and spend the evening around me, mid-week, with basically no notice. Which I've managed, but *still*. I don't precisely live all that close to any of my friends! And the roommate isn't back yet.

Trying to schedule things with little notice isn't fun. Trying to schedule things with no notice which require other people to be involved is even less fun. Trying to schedule things around work (even though they are being wonderful about it!) when things are really hectic because we're trying to release stuff so we might be able to make a sale and survive is *painful*. Mostly because I'm having annoying feelings of guilt about taking the time off.

Yes. I *do* know that I have to. Doesn't make me feel any less unhappy about it. Stupid strong sense of responsibility...

Why does my life have to be so stressful right now?! On the plus side, my non-work and non-health life is being nice and *not* stressful. Thank the gods. I don't know *what* sorta of shape I'd be in if that were not true!

*whimpers* *wants to go hide somewhere for a week*