And the sun sets...

Just a quick follow-up to let everyone know that I survived my doctor's appointment today. I'm happy to say nothing is falling off...yet...another follow-up in 6-8 weeks and a few test results to come back and all is well. Thank you to everyone who volunteered to drive, dog sit, hold my hand, or get drunk with me. I love you all!

Love me.

It's a Dog Day!

Ok, I get to be a sissy lala for a minute, but only because I don't usually worry about stuff like this. I have to admit...if only to myself...that I'm a little worried about what the C/R surgeon is going to find tomorrow. The poking and prodding is bad enough, but I worry about him finding something. I'm almost positive it's going to be something very simple to fix, but I also have to face the facts that I'm 54 and although nothing has fallen off yet, there are some things that are getting kind of loose! I am NEVER without duct tape or WD-40. OK, I'm done now, thanks for listening to me whine. Love me!