Who is Dr. Carrol?

“Do you know if there is a Dr. Carrol in this building?”

“What kind of doctor?”

“Gyno.”

“No. No. No. I don’t know any Dr. Carrol.”

“Oh, ok. Thank you.”

“Wait woman or man. Man?”

“No, woman.”

“What does she look like? Skinny, short woman?”

“I don’t know. I am meeting her for the first time.”

And it goes on from there. I had to go ’round and around in this same conversation looking for the gyno appointment my mom scheduled for me. She did not even give me sufficent instructions on how to get to the office. All she told me was that the doctor was a woman, in the building behind her old building, and on the fourth floor. There’s just a little problem with those instructions, there are three freaking buildings behind Mom’s old one and no one seemed to know a Dr. Carrol.

I went and looked around two of the buildings and on several floors. I studied the building listing and still got nothing.

I am tired now. Not very tired. More dry than anything.

I got to face my fear of heights and my security “issues” today. I damn near freaked out a few times today. Yippee.

I have this increasing fear of excalators. I nearly started screaming and shaking and sweating on the excalator here in the library earlier because it would not stop squeaking and shaking and rumbling. I always have to talk myself through riding the damned things.

I considered what I would do if the elevator fell from beneath me while riding them up and down the floor in the search for “Dr. Carrol”. I kept having to repeat that “I can make to the fourth floor.” I was seriously about to lose it right there.

I took the elevators up, but took the stairs down. That proved to be a challenge in itself. The stair kept creaking and I kept thinking about them falling from under me due to my weight, though these were metal stairs. I could see the spaces at the top of each flight and feared they were already coming apart and my stepping on them would send them cracking. My knees ached from the stiff, scared movements it took me to make it down all those stairs.

At least I got a lot of walking in today. *sigh*

Maybe another day.

~ Danielle