So, I wait. And wait. Yesterday my mother had me call the office and ask if they found out about the mm vs cm thing. And guess what? The Dr. wasn’t in that day. AHA! That’s why I have to wait until tomorrow, he isn’t going to be in! So, I have to sit and wonder if there is a little spot growing on my uterine lining or a big piece of broccoli.
I just called again this morning, but got the answering service because of an office emergency. Of course its only Wednesday and I wouldn’t have received an answer, it was just to help me feel like I was doing something proactive.
Thank god my psych meds are stabilized! If this was a mere two weeks ago I’d be hysterical. As it is I’m just worried and obsessed. I’ve been finding little projects to do. Nothing great or anything to speak of. House is basically clean. I’ve been cleaning like crazy, but as soon as I vacuum the two cats start play fighting and things start flying all over the room. Plus, one of them (the 6 month old kitten I rescued) has found out how to get to the toilet paper and that gets strewn all over the room (must find new hiding place). If its not that its the dog’s raw hides. She seems to only like to chew one corner then hides it. So I give her a new one thinking she’s done with the last one. Then I walk into the living room right after cleaning it and there are like 6 of them all over the floor. All with one corner chewed on. Thanks Millie.
At least they keep me busy.
