In response to the fact that we didn't get a letter she had told us she had sent:
Wed. 2/5/2014
Yeah my letter got returned to me on Saturday. Awkward. I
had a gut feeling I should have added a second stamp, but I only had 1 stamp in
the first place so that would have involved going to the post office just to
purchase a second stamp with money I don't have. It's all good though, I'm
super sick today and barely have the physical strength to type out this email
so I'm going to write a second one while my companions are napping (they're
both sick too, but I can't nap on account of my adderall) and then mail them
both together with a second stamp. I keep trying to eat some fruit or something
so I can get some vitamins in me and get over this cold, but I'll take like 1
bite of an apple and then be in a coughing fit. Our kitchen looks like we're
going for some sort of snow white-theme because of all of the apples with a
single bite out of them.
Dad will be unhappy to know that I'm pretty sure I got the
wrong blood test on Tuesday, I didn't even think to print out the email he sent
about it. I showed up to the doctor
and they assumed I was there for a check up or something, they hadn't heard
anything about gluten or blood testing so I did my best to describe to them
what I remembered about what I was looking for but I didn't know the name of it
and I remembered you said that a standard gluten panel wouldn't cover it but
that was all they had so I just said to test me for everything that might have
something to do with gluten and then went to the blood lab and they took like 5
vials. If I had realized I was supposed to coordinate it all with the doctor
myself, I would have asked for details and written stuff down but I figured if
Sister Weaver was in communication with dad and had set up the appointment, she
would have already taken care of communicating to the doctor what I was coming
in for. So we spent 3 hours of our morning in various waiting rooms and I'm
pretty sure I wasn't able to describe it well enough to even get the correct
test, so we'll probably have to go back. Joy.
Okay I've sneezed 7 times (1 for each of my dwarfs) so
that's my cue to excuse myself from the public library before I infect the
general population.
-Sister White
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