Today, I am broken. Not completely broken, mind you. I'm just slightly under the weather, questioning myself about some things, trying to get a reality check on some things.
Plus, I'm a little bit lonely. I need to get out some. I need to mingle a little. I need to be entertained. Right now, I'm just freakin bored and I don't like being bored.
I know that we all have days like this, but usually, I'm the last to have them. I'm the "Pepper-Upper" to everyone else's crap days. Where is my pepper? LOL.
I went to the doctor a few weeks ago, and again a couple weeks later. I'm not dying. I told everyone I was dying, but they didn't believe me. I guess they were right. I just had chest pains (which turned out to be hunger pains) and I have a slight iron deficiency (anemia) which can easily be cured with one pill a day. I hate taking pills though. Doc said that it would help with the shortness of breath, the low hemoglobin, and some other stuff that's currently wrong with me. Fortunately, nothing was said about my weight (which is reasonable for my height).
Funny thing though... he almost gave me a pregnancy test. Apparently, the mixture of symptoms that I was having at the time that I saw the good doctor led him to think I was pregnant. ROFL!!! I told him, flat out, "don't you have to have sex to get into that position??" On top of that, I had a surgery back when I was 24, to keep babies from happening.
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