When I got to the psychology building, the people at the desk said that I had no appointment.
They also said that no one from my team (CBT Insomnia) was there at all.

Eventually they called someone to tell me that my appointment was next week (in seven days.)
What a wasted day.

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There is a good chance that I messed up the date. There is an equal chance that
the girl who first called me to make the appt messed up -- she is the same one who
did not have anyone send the email with the parking/driving instructructions.

I am not going back. . . .told the folks to let the other folks know that I was not
coming back.
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Just as important: That parking lot was absolutely stupidly ridiculously awful. Hubby drove
but I would not request that he do it again.


M