Is It Thursday Yet?

I have a doctor's appointment this morning. I sooo don't want to go. It's just my blood-pressure medicine prescription check, but it'll probably cost $100. I used to be able to go once a year, get my pap and the whole fun thing and then just go in at 6 months, get my blood pressure checked by the nurse, and they renewed my prescription. Not any more. No, now I have to see the doctor. So they can charge more. I know that's the whole thing. It sucks. And since I have a $5000 deductible on my insurance, it all comes out of my pocket. Money I really would rather use for something else--like heat. It's a whole 13 degrees outside right now, and we have our heat set on 65, just so we can keep the bill down. I've been feeling really old lately, lots of aches and pains, light-headed and constant heartburn. But what's the point of telling her that--she'll suggest tests that I can't afford. Plus, I should say something to her about my foot from when I fell at work two weeks ago. But again, even if the store's insurance would pay for it, I just don't want to go to the hospital and go through the whole rig-a-ma-role for x-rays. Oh God, I am not looking forward to this day.