**I call the Urgent Care this morning to see why the fax didn't go through. They had sent it to Cub. Which is right next to CVS on their little pulldown menu for selecting a pharmacy. To make it even worse, CVS is right next to Cub so I was a short walk away from my prescription last night. ARGHH**
**Oh, and Avrie has had two foaming from the mouth tantrums already this morning.**
I suspected all day yesterday that I was getting mastitis. I got red streaks late afternoon and decided I'd better go in at 7:15. I went to the Target clinic and arrived at 7:35. They are open until 8. They turned me away claiming that their last patient would take 30 minutes. Ridiculous. They can't do that. So, I left and tried to figure out where I'd go and eventually turned around and went back to Target. I got there at 7:50 and the last patient was just checking out. They still refused to see me. I tried talking to the store manager but she didn't have any control over the clinic. Evan found me an Urgent Care that was open until 9 so I headed up there and was in and out within 7 minutes. He had supposedly faxed my prescriptions to CVS. I arrive at CVS and she hasn't gotten the fax. It's 8:55. I try calling the clinic but get the stupid automated system which gives no way to actually reach a person. I leave CVS bawling and fuming with no antibiotic or painkiller.
I took a big handful of Advil before bed and alternated heat and ice all night. It looks terrible this morning but feels a smidgen better. A smidgen is hardly noticeable in the case of mastitis. Needless to say, Target Clinic is getting a nice call from me this morning.