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My drive up to the Durham VA Hospital was fairly uneventful. It was a learning experience. I learned how to arrange my appointments more better. I realized from all my former visits that the guy making the appointments has a lotta wiggle room. More even than he thought.
After I finish my current visit and get the nurse staff to check me out, I go back to the desk that checked me in, and that's when s/he fixes my new appoint. Today I jumped into his routine, politely, and asked him if he could get me an earlier appointment.
My last two appointments were at two o'clock, and that squeezes my effort to get my travel money from the pay window that closes by four-thirty. He was friendly and gave me a choice of three different times four months from today. I picked the earliest one, he waited for a printout, gave it to me, and I sit down to wait for the nurse to check me out.
Before I settled in my seat good he called me back to the desk because my doctor wasn't scheduled to come in that day, so his supervisor showed him how to figure it out and I ended up with an appointment the day before, but at the same time of the day. Now I understand why they changed the time of my appointments.
The various fellowship doctors who are training in rheumatology have schedules that seem to be arranged by the actual certified rheumatologists that work for Duke University Hospital. My last fellowship doctor was an asshole who lied to me, and I made life hard for him, so they changed me over to a new guy with a new supervisor. It all worked out for the best so far, and today was the proof of the pudding.
It's situations like this that bring the planets Saturn and Mars into play in my natal astrology chart. They are in what is called "mutual reception", and square by aspect. Basically Mars is in the sign Capricorn, which is ruled by Saturn, and Saturn is in the sign Aries, which is ruled by Mars. These two planets in my natal chart inhabit each other's sign. Did I mention that they are also square to each other?
Moreover, Mars in Capricorn is the best sign it can be in, and Saturn in Aries is in the worst sign it can be in. The strongest and the weakest are pitted against each other by a square aspect, which is the worst kind of angular aspect in astrology.
I get my way most of the time by command rather than statecraft, but sometimes I attempt to do that with the wrong people, and it truly costs me bigtime. I never see it coming. As you might imagine it is very disconcerting.
Driving fairly long distances that take over an hour is a great time for me to practice singing the vowels. By the time I got to Durham I was in full voice and I could feel the affect it had on all the people who heard me talk. In the way I view the situation its like they are drown to hearing that cultivated a sound, and they begin to wonder what they're dealing with. No blame.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
