Not Happy
I am not a happy person by any definition of the word. Not not not not. Had to go to the doctor that every woman dreads seeing today. I have serious problems with my periods (as in I don't get them and when I do they're hellishly painful). She decides to do a lining biopsy. If you have never had one, be grateful. They hurt. A lot. A whole fucking lot. And she's sending me for blood work and an ultrasound. Yay, woho. Shoot me now. I still hurt. I wanna cry. And I never want to do that again. Hopefully I won't.
Oh well, off to supper with the 'rents since I don't feel like cooking and neither does Mom.
Oh well, off to supper with the 'rents since I don't feel like cooking and neither does Mom.