"You heard both sides. Now it's deliberatin' time!"
January 07, 2002Blah. Last day of winter vacation for Michael. And my leaving the house on a daily basis is so intertwined with his going to school it feels like the end of my holiday season, too.
Most of my time since the start of 2002 has been spent contemplating the dull ache on the lower right side of my abdomen. I'm pretty well convinced that it is not appendix related, because there's no more pain when I press on it (and it just doesn't hurt that much, really). It's major cause for alarm is its persistence. I think a week is enough time for whatever it is to at least give me a sign that it plans to run away on its own.
I know I should be off making a doctor's appointment to investigate. The only things holding me back are my (insane) fear of doctors and hatred of visiting them when my problem might be nothing. Don't get me wrong - there is a large, sensible part of my that is tickled quite pink when I find out I'm in no medical danger. If only that other part of me which feels like an idiot who wasted people's times (and subjected myself to poking and pricking and whatnot) would come around.
I should probably go ahead and get this checked out just to make my brain shut up. Constant fretting is even more draining when you can't sleep because every position you try hurts. But seriously, the worrying has been the most painful thing to this point.
So I haven't been the merriest person you'll find to start the New Year. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this one perks up for me. Also, I'm cutting the interesting bits out of old magazines so I can throw them away and rooting for the Rams. Go, Rams. You sure didn't suck this season.
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