Ever notice how you may not be hungry in the morning until someone tells you that you can’t eat? I’m “fasting” for a morning doctor’s appointment so of course all I can think of is food. I am going for my first physical since, oh, I don’t know, HIGH SCHOOL? Should be fun. Actually tossed and turned all night over it, waking suddenly at one point realizing that yes, THEY WILL BE TAKING BLOOD. That, and, I think that my number is up and I will have to endure the boob squisher mammogram humiliation for the first time. I have sidestepped this treat for several years but this year, I promised my father-in-law, I’d do it. A promise is a promise.
I’m FREAKING out. But I’m still going. Not that I want to. Wish me luck!