I am looking at those yoga poses and all I can think is, "Would I have to *hold* them?" and "Ouch."

Good vibes on the surgery, Kathy.

Y'all are reminding me I need to schedule my mammo too. I suggested to my internist that every other year was probably enough for me, but she kinda shrugged and went with every year. Can't hurt, right?

Work call in seven. Then I can shut off brane. Hurry! Everything's been going as smoothly as silk.

I should get a fucking GP. And then a physical. And then the girly bits looked at. Oy.

I have GP issues. I like mine well enough, but really not that much. And thankfully I don't need much GP right now. I like Grace's GP much better but I think it's because I've bullied him. I love my OBGYN who can't be my GP but for all intents and purposes is as I see her every year.

Oy. Jeez. I have to feed Grace one more tube of food then BED FOR ME.

Also, note to Noah's preschool. I get WHY you don't want kids at Back to School night. But this is a required parent meeting and you want me to bring potluck AND no kids are allowed? After work work on a Monday? WTF?!

Can't hurt, right?

I'm pretty sure it hurts. Which is why I haven't done it. I worry that the amount of valium I'll need to take to not freak out while a giant machine flattens some precious portion of my anatomy is also an amount that will make it difficult for me to remain standing during said procedure. Then I think about fainting while my tit is in the crusher, and then I have to stop thinking.

Why can't your OBGYN be your GP? Esp if you like her.

Our school has kids come to Back to School Night and it's a bit of a clusterfuck of chaos. I don't think any meaningful info can be conveyed in that environment. That said, the kids think it's a blast.

I'm pretty sure it hurts.

Oh, well now that you mention it, it is a bit awkward and uncomfortable. I wouldn't go so far as to say it hurts.

I don't have a GP. Problem. But I have a dentist, damnit.

Oh HAI big RAT setting off my neighbor's motion detector lights! You are large, and oddly, Loki missed you completely. Do not live in my garage, please. Gah, need to open that up someday.

I have never had an OB/Gyn. My internist took care of all those things. I hope my new one does that too. It's the same office as my old do-it-all. I hope he has the same practices. I don't want another new doctor. I have enough medical professionals in my life. The ER guys take up a serious chunk of my attention span. Seriously, they're kinda part of my social life.

I think mammos can be wildly uncomfortable, but painful? I hope not.

Okay, call done. God, that was way worth being alert for.

The grocery store I went to on the way home didn't have gorgonzola. This peeves me because I wanted to make gorgonzola polenta this weekend.

I have been given a relatively clean bill of health by the doctor, aside from the usual problems, but I'm looking askance at the information sheets on some of the new drugs I'll be starting.

It's possible that I'm freaking out about freaking out, more than pain. Though, my sister said it hurt, using a colorful metaphor.