I don't have it yet.

Nervous about it.

I'm annoyed with all the health professionals right now. Losing all my doctors, and now the PT place is moving. They just told me today. At the end of the month. To a place six miles from my house. In an area that I really do not like to drive. It's on a highway. I hate driving on the highway. Like I have a phobia of it.

I give up. I haven't been able to keep up on the PT anyways. I'll be doing it steady for a couple of weeks, and then something happens, and I end up having a week or more between visits. I've been feeling myself going downhill during those times. So, screw it. I give up. I only get 45 PT appointments anyways with my crappy new insurance. Think I've used half. The world is trying to keep me from getting anything done for myself. I'll probably end up not getting hand controls in the car, since I have to get the ok from my eye doctor. I'm totally expecting something to happen to screw that up.