Time To Panic

You know how you dread THAT appointment every year?  You ladies know the one I’m talking about.  Well dummy me thought mine was last month but they never called and I never went so I thought I was off the hook for a while.  Then I answered the phone this morning (mistake number one) and it’s the Ob/Gyn office confirming my appt at 2:30 today.  “Uh, oh yeah, 2:30 today,” I stammered, not wanting to sound like the idiot I am.  I ran and checked all my calendars and appt books and saw nothing about an appt today!!  Well, there goes staying in my robe all day.  Not only do I now have to shower but I have to shave, too.  Curses.  Well at least dh didn’t mind when I called and asked if he could come home a little early so I could go endure the evilness of it all.

There will be some goodness mixed with all the evil (I hope!)  I do like my doctor, she is funny and good natured (and oddly enough always has a pack of Marlboro cigarettes in the pocket of her scrubs.)  I have been wanting to show off my 17 pound weight loss to someone, now is my chance (although having the appt earlier in the day would have been to my advantage.)  And an hour away from the daily grind is good even if it involves all kinds of evil torture (we moms take what we can get!)  Sigh.  Well, I feel a little better now that I have gotten all that out.  I will feel MUCH better when the deed is done and I can put it out of my mind for another year.  Oh please don’t let someone go into labor and make me have to reschedule!!