I sent an e-mail to my dad, fussing about him not calling me on my birthday and some other stuff. Then I had a conversation with K-Bug, saying all the stuff that I've been trying to not say.

I don't know -- those sound like potentiall worthwhile things, both...

Feel the will of the invisible people of the internet urging you to show up at ita's, nurse! Arrive!

Maybe those are okay things to have done, Suzi.

Oh, fingers crossed for you, ita. Come on nurse!

Beth wins at today.

I'm back home and totally bummed. I am also hungry and trying to rebook my hotel. This poor guy at the Expedia call centre is getting a very blunt me.

I hope the nurse shows up soon and it goes well, ita.

It's not even denial: it's anosognia, where the brain reroutes so successfully around the problem that it has convinced itself there is no problem.

I foresee a lot of Googling this in my future. I will try to stick to the more clinical side of Dr. Google.

Okay, nurse! She's reading things. I'm fidgeting.

Thanks. With K-Bug, she and the bf are moving in a week and I just wish I could fast forward through this week. I wish I could get over the fact that I don't like the bf and I still feel like he is isolating her. She knows how I feel and wishes we were buddies. Not gonna happen.

NURSE!!! Go ita !, may this process go well.

I am liking the nurse post, even if I can't actually click!

Nurse! Nurse! Nurse!

yay nurse