Now that I mention procrastination, it reminds me that there are about two months until my wedding. And when did I book the reception site? Yesterday. I can plan other events on a timeline, but when it comes to me, definitely not the case. I've gone back and forth on this whole wedding so many times that I just don't want to deal with it some days.
I had a rather weird Wednesday to the say the least. I went to the doctor because I wasn't sure if my boobs just wanted to be lumpy for a few days or if it was something serious. I shouldn't have made fun of the whole thing because the doctor scheduled me for an ultrasound right away. "It could be cancer but it's probably not" is all I was told. I laughed. I wasn't sure what I should feel. Sad? Scared? Laughing seemed liked a better idea. The ultrasound showed unclear fibroids, so they did a biopsy. The radiologist kept telling me that I could watch it on the screen if I wanted to. All I wanted was to get the hell out of there.
I was told that I'd get a call with the biopsy results the next day. I could NOT wait to get it over with. Just give me the news already. Waiting sucks. I received a call around 1 p.m. the next day and learned that it was not cancerous. Just some fibro blah blah blah as I call it. Medical terms are not my strength. I just have to get it checked next year. What a relief!
On a more positive note, my parents will be here on May 7th! I haven't seen them for 4 years so this is going to be great. They can finally say something more than "hello" to their son in law. The first and last time they saw him was back in 2009 while they were visiting UPB (ah yes, good ole University Program Board). That interaction probably lasted for 10 seconds.
Cheers to good week!
~Di