I went home early from work on Monday. I really thought my head might explode and my back felt as though my kidneys might fail. Nice huh? The gyno was a fun as you can imagine. I had a splitting headache and while quite obviously reading a magazine a woman sat down next to me and proceeded to have a conversation with me!

First she sighs..."man, I sure hope I'm not pregnant"

I look over and give her my best "okey dokey" nod and grin then go back to reading my magazine.

Then she says, "I have a son in college and one in tenth grade, this could be horrible"

So I look over and say, "yeah, crazy..."

Then she proceeds to tell me that she's not even married anymore and that her boyfriend has "been snipped" and that he will jump off a cliff (his words) if she's pregnant. She tells me how she's having back pains and she's really tired and BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. I said, well, maybe you're getting sick? I have a cold, maybe that's all it is. She continues to tell me how her doctor in this particular practice is "hot" and "very attractive". Now, don't get me wrong, if you want to see a male gyno that's your perogative. I personally like to go to a mechanic that owns a car but whatevs. If I DID decide to go to a male doc the last thing in the world I want him to be is HOT!!! It's bad enough having a woman fondle all my bits and pieces. No need for Antonio Sabato Junior telling me that we're looking good down there! Ugghh. My name could not have been called soon enough. Peeing in a cup seemed fun to me at that point. Even the exam was a welcome escape from talkie talkertons. Where do these people come from?

Anyway, I spent all of Tuesday in and out of a coma like slumber. My amazing mother came over and brought me home made chicken soup. On Wednesday I decided it was a good idea to get into work although I don't think I was ready. I still had a mild headache, you know the kind that just lingers beyond the surface. It was almost worse than the severe headache I experienced the three previous days. AND my back killed SO BAD. I had to literally kneel on my knees at my desk for the majority of the day because it hurt too bad to sit.

I prayed and prayed all day and last night and apparently god likes me because I don't feel so bad today. I can sit at my desk without being completely uncomfortable and wanting to cry. My Department is having it's kick ass holiday/end of year party today. We are being taken by bus to a secret location around 1:30pm and not coming back until later this evening. I foresee a lot of drunken debauchery which is always great when you're hanging with work folk! Let's hope it doesn't get too ugly.

Anyway, hope all is well in your world!