October 29, 2007
Every day, for weeks, I've had their contact page open in my browser. I've looked at it at least every other day, in a cursory way.
I didn't look away today.
Today I called.
Damned if they don't have a slot for me. With the therapist I'd requested. Sliding scale. Tomorrow. At nine a.m.
Nine a.m.??? Holy shit.....
I am NOT a morning person. Probably I'll spend the whole time bitching about the time.
Or maybe I'll be tired enough to let my guard down, maybe I'll let someone in, maybe I'll get some help.
It could happen.