I’m so fucked (Service Dog, Pdoc, and Apartment)

So….my pdoc was supposed to write me a letter to get me accommodations for my apartment AND my schooling (because my apartment is NO DOGS and only allows me to move in with my Sadie with a letter (“prescription”) from my pdoc.  They only wrote me one for my school.  I am arriving with my uhaul full of crap and my dad to help me unpack on Saturday (and he leaves on Sunday via airplane) and they have not returned my phone calls or anything and I am FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.  I CANNOT MOVE IN UNTIL THEY GET THIS LETTER.  I don’t know what to do.  I need a letter from a pdoc NOW.

Fuck me.



mentalillnessmouse:

Hi Anon. I have a PTSD Service Dog. Her name is Sadie. She alerts me to anxiety attacks before I know I’m going to have them, flashbacks too, lets me know when to take my meds, helps me get out of bed when my alarm goes off, and basically get out of the house several times a day to walk her. She’s…



mentalillnessmouse:

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mentalillnessmouse:

[Image: 18-piece green-coloured background with a common house mouse. Top text reads: “”I should probably eat today.”” Bottom text reads: “Two hours later:”I should probably eat today.” Five hours later: “I should probably eat today.” Eight hours later…”]









clinicallydepressedpug:

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Because I’m at university, I’m registered with my uni surgery. The receptionists at the surgery at home refuses to let me sign up as a temporary patient even though they’re supposed to. My uni doctor gave me enough antidepressants to last until I see the psychiatrist but then the receptionists moved the appointment forward three weeks. I have 2 weeks of my meds left. I need more meds but I’m feeling pretty low anyway and I can’t be bothered to deal with NHS bureaucracy anymore. I love the NHS but the receptionists are always useless.

clinicallydepressedpug:

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Because I’m at university, I’m registered with my uni surgery. The receptionists at the surgery at home refuses to let me sign up as a temporary patient even though they’re supposed to. My uni doctor gave me enough antidepressants to last until I see the psychiatrist but then the receptionists moved the appointment forward three weeks. I have 2 weeks of my meds left. I need more meds but I’m feeling pretty low anyway and I can’t be bothered to deal with NHS bureaucracy anymore. I love the NHS but the receptionists are always useless.