Cinder is screaming to be let out so he can eat the dog's food. I sit up and put on leg out of bed and he shuts up and waits patiently for me to open the door. Did he just want me to be awake??? Rude little man.
My psych acts flummoxed every time i mention my akathisia as a side effect of my meds. So much so he doubts my diagnosis. 2 seconds on the medication's website and its a side effect experienced by like 13% of people.
This is ongoing. Hes surprised every time.
I wish i could identify my coworkers saying weird shit as being directly correlated to me being the "gay" coworker right away instead of the next day when its too late to be a bitch about it.