Aimee's Enrty - I'm Feelin' Bitchy...

Going to see my mom can be a bad thing for my overtaxed mind, not mention the niggling sense of guilt that plagues me when I get to thinking about the things that I should've done but ultimately didn't. When we were sitting around on the porch talking today she asked me if I've been taking my antibiotics like a good little girl and I can proudly say that - yes, I have. But in the same token I started thinking about all the appointments that I was supposed to make and blew off.

After my needle guided biopsy last June I was supposed to follow up with Dr. Bershan every six months for a breast exam and a mammogram. Which means I should've gone in to see him in Decemeber (I didn't) and since June is quickly approaching that means another 6 month mark is just about here. So, I guess I better get off my ass and make an appointment.

I blew off my yearly rendezvous with Dr. Fazzano (he's my OB/GYN) that was supposed to take place in February. Sighs. I guess I better get my ass in to see him too.

And I skipped out on my yearly physical with Dr. Qureshi. I just figure that this one is a waste of time because I'm a regular visitor in my immunologists office and she's always poking and prodding and ordering blood so what the heck do I need a physical for, huh?

Oh well, we'll just keep all this a secret. Shhh.

Aside from going to my mom's, it was a pretty blah and somewhat icky day. I woke up in "extreme-bitch" mode which put Drew's back up and threw him into "unreasonable-dick" mode so, sighs, we were at each others throats all fucking day. And Cameron is sick (again).

God, I have the urge to get blissfully drunk. Mmm, yes - that sounds like a lovely plan.

Cheers.