Sucky cry baby Wahhhhh

Me, I mean. I have my ob's number, I have insurance, and I tear up about making the appointment. In the meantime, I'm dizzy and tired and know that I need to just make it. The appt probably won't even be for a couple of weeks anyway. Right, right, perhaps I should be seen sooner? See how much I hate this? Do you remember this from my uterus appointments? I do. Because it all comes back to the same thing: they'll tell me what I already know. Perhaps, say, if one ruptured and I have some internal bleeding, they can help resolve that. But I'm a dramatic Leo, and more than likely there is just nothing going on. Maybe this is my new normal. :( I'm sad. And yes, I'll call and make the appointment. I know I'm being stupid. If any of you were saying all this, I'd threaten to beat your head if you just didn't go in. I know. Thank God my kiddos are here today to help me out. Caiden is sick with the cough that Adalane has, he has yellow snot. Dalton has yellow snot. Julia has the cough. I'm surrounded by Yuck again. Boo. I'm reading The Time Travellers Wife and I love it. It's fantastic. Yeah, yeah. I'm going to call now. HATE. Appt date: May 25th. :) Should we take bets on how long it will take me to call in and take any doctor, at an earlier date? :) Go for it. Talk amongst yourselves and I'll let you know. I'm halfway tempted to see if Colleen will bring me her mom's blood pressure monitor just for "fun". Isn't having a dramatic Leo the funnest thing?