I'm so impatient I called back yesterday. The lady said she was happy I called back because she realized she didn't have my email.
She said she hoped she'd get to emailing me the med thing yesterday, but nothing yet.
I want to get that form to pdoc tomorrow at the latest so I can get it back to them on time. Like I said, she doesn't work every day.

My poor husband threw his back out lifting too much weight in the wrong way. He thinks he's He-Man. He can barely walk. He called out of work... something he NEVER does. I mean NEVER.
I'm trying to help him, but he doesn't like it when he feels like he's being told what to do. He's anti-heating pad and ice now because he somehow got it into his head that they would cure him in a couple of hours...
He's taking a hot shower now. And he's going to get onto the inversion table he got when he hurt his back a few years ago. Then I'm going to try to get him on the floor later to see if I can work any of the muscle knots out.

Our apartment mgmt. co. is doing walk throughs today. They're probably looking for people who are living like pigs or are destroying their apartments. But I want to show them all the maintenance issues that they've half a$$ed resulting in our apartment looking in a dump despite our hefty rent... I hope they're bringing a clip board. I'm not happy my husband will be here. I hope he lets me do the talking because he has a temper and is in a very bad mood already because of his back.