Today started out good. I got up on time! I was in a relatively good mood despite being single on Valentine’s Day. The good mood lasted until about 10 am when I got a call from my brother, who informed me that Dad was going by ambulance to the emergency room.
He was feeling drunk and for him, that is a sign that he might be having another stroke. I could not leave work so instead I sat there worrying. He was just sent home and he did not have a stroke.
I had to leave work early for an ob/gyn appointment. Fun times on Valentine’s Day. First disappointment, I was weighed. It was 10 pounds over my previous weigh int. While I was waiting, all this pent up worry was released over the scale. I was trying hard not to cry. I wish there was an opt out of weighing in at the doctor’s office.
My doctor told me that I should not have kids. At 37, while I would like kid, I am beginning to think it is not in the cards for me. That just made me incredibly sad. I love kids. I want kids. Another sad thing.
Then the doctor said that since I am at high risk for endometrial cancer, which given my history, is true. So he said he wanted to do a biopsy and if it was ok to do it today. It was but I was not prepared for the pain I would be in. It hurt and still does.
I had wanted to go to the gym after the appointment but I was in a lot of pain, so I just went home and watched My Life Is A Zoo.