Oddly enough, I complained and the internet gods delivered… okay, so it had nothing to do with the internet gods. My mom got on the phone this morning with the people who were supposed to call me about my Echo appointment and by some sliver of luck, they had an appointment at 2:30.. so guess where I was getting all gooed up? Yup, finally got my echo. I won’t know anything until I go to the doctors and get the results, but I don’t feel 100% confident about how it went. The doctor was extremely silent and hard-faced, when my mom went in a week prior she had been a smily, chatty-Cathy… and I was there for my younger sister’s echo and her heart did not make the clop-py, awkward sounds that mine made when she was listening to the blood flow. She wasn’t very assuring or very sympathetic about how she was jabbing that little sensor around, I will probably have a bruise or two when I check in the mirror tomorrow morning.
But hey, its out of the way. Yay for at least SOMETHING sort of going right for once.
Personal Blog Entry #3, over.
Zebra One, out.