I'm getting antsy... every day more so. I have packed for myself for the hospital but not yet for the baby. Soon though. Very soon. I'm also starting to get nervous about the surgery. I admit it - I'm a pansy when it comes to hospitals (bad things happen in hospitals). I don't want to freak out when the time comes but at the same time - I can feel the urge already to do just that.
My Dr’s appointment went great... no longer looking at the scales of course... My son was an absolute riot. He has the whole staff there in stitches every time we go... Forgive me if this is TMI but it’s funny... We get there and I do what I’m supposed to do so they can check all my levels of whatever - protein etc... my son is following the nurse - wanting to know everything about everything (he’s five). He wants to help her check the levels. She explains to him that he really can’t do that. He decides he’ll live with that but he wants to know all about the results - specifically, if she was able to test my calcium. This sends everyone into giggles - mostly because he’s five and asking if the tester strips can measure calcium.
As far as writing goes - I’ve not been doing a whole lot of it. Certainly not as much as I should be. Certainly not as much as I *want* to be. I’ve a stack of poems getting ready for the final revisions before I send them out. I’ve got two stories that need a good polishing - one a complete rewrite but I know *how* I want to do it, I just have to get the energy and drive to *do* it....
Nothing new on SA just because I hit a place where I’m stuck... I’ll get it - just not today.
~S
Posted by Shade53 at July 8, 2006 05:09 PM