I'm feeling a lot of despair today. I should be used to it by now, but feelings are feelings, and despair is despair. I went to the doctor's clinic this morning for a sonogram of my prostate. That clinic is the worst clinic I've ever been to. It's almost always standing-room only, and at times it's beyond that. It can take 15 to 20 mins. just to sign in, and that's if the receptionists decide to pay attention to me. After that, I'm lucky if I get called within 90 mins. Then there's the second waiting room for the particular specialist or operation I have to receive, and I have to wait even longer, as if my nerves aren't frayed enough by then.

Today when they called me, I found out I was supposed to drink 1 1/2 glasses of water an hour before the sonogram. Today they told me that. It would have been nice if they told me beforehand so that I could have drank the water before coming to the clinic. So I had to drink the water now and wait yet another hour before they could do the sonogram. Why me? Incidentally, all this hubbub was necessary on the account of finding out there was blood in my urine and that I felt a burning sensation whenever I urinated. I hope it's nothing serious.

The only other event today was that I called to find out if I was summoned for jury duty. I wasn't, but I have to call again Monday night. I served as a juror once back in '98, and it was quite cool. Actually it was a boring automobile accident case where nobody even got hurt. The guy was just trying to milk some money out of the city, but he obviously staged the whole thing. It was boring, but I used to watch Law & Order a lot, and I tend to enjoy the feeling of power of deciding someone's fate. :)