This week weeked weakly.

On Monday I had a surprise hospital physician appointment.  Months after they told me I was not only canc3elled but would have to get my GP to reapply entirely, they called me up and offered me a spot as a last minute replacement after another patient cancelled.  So, on what turned out to be the last day of COVID Level 2 (i.e. lockdown lite) I went to the hospital and spent an hour sitting in the waiting room.
When the appointment eventually happened, the very nice doctor who I racistly assumed was Ethiopian (because he was a dark skinned man with a very Jewish name) quizzed me a lot and then examined me more carefully than any hospital specialist ever has before.
he ended up weirdly confident that I had Graves' disease (an illness that famously makes people thin) but also tested for a couple of other things (like Cushing's) that made more sense to me.

So Tuesday morning I got up early as one of my tests had to be done before 8am for reasons.
then i went home and finished reading the ninth of Seanan McGuire's Toby Daye series.
Mid afternoon I had a video-call with my GP to sort the medical certificate for withdrawing from uni (still so angry that student health, who had actually be involved in my illness charged me for an appointment to then not do the certificate themselves).
Several of my body test results were already back.  Graves' was ruled out, and the the basic test for Cushing's came back negative too.  Handsome doctor with the very Jewish name seems to have struck out on diagnosing me.  I am infamously difficult to diagnose, the file probably should have warned him.

Wednesday, I don't remember anything until heading out at tea time.  Fish and chips for dinner with friends and then a little Dungeons and Dragons.  Also a long chat about random life stuff with Carla when she dropped me home.

Thursday I was doing a 24 hour urine collection, like a cool kid.  So acted like I was trapped in the house and played too much Terraria, and a little The Sims 4.  Though didn't pee for the first five hours of the collection, and didn't pee a second time until dinner time.  Seems I save all my peeing for the evening these days - or nervousness about peeing too much for the bottle led to not drinking enough.

Friday morning I took back my mostly full bottle and swapped out for a different bottle to do the same thing again in a few days but with different bottle conditions to test for different things.
After returning that bottle I went to town for lunch with the friend who gave me the Lion badge that I wear much of the time.  Was great to see her.  I think it might be the first time we have caught up properly since Christmas Eve.  It was fantastic.
On the way home I stopped at EB Games to say a post-Lockdown hello and gloat about finally having my Pokemon Sword shiny charm to the manager there - as talking about gaming achievements in what we do.
Also on Friday, I was unfriended on facebook by an old friend - I believe because I have been posting some BLM material and he has quite strong views that only some people really count as people.  I can't think of what else lead to it, the only direct interactions I have had with him in months have been sharing our Baldur's Gate 3 excitement and hope.

This morning I learned that the one photo of me with Shitlord on my facebook can still be seen by his friends, when some random (who is totally his type, more than I ever was) gave it a love react.  Which was kind of awkward feeling for me.
I went for lunch with Tavendale, before he heads back to Wellington for the reopening of his office.  Finally tried the Chinese restaurant just down the street from me.  It is pretty good, I understand why Chinese tour group were getting lunches there.  Back when tour groups existed.
And I spent a few hours being a human.  Humaning for a second day running.
Then in the evening I went for dinner with my dad and trans-sister.  We went to Shitlord's work, since awkward reminders of his existence had already happened today I had less reason to avoid the place and I like their food.  So I didn't say no.  And the food was good.  Even if I did accidentally catch sight of the guy when we were paying up at the end.