Mar. 8th, 2012

everythingiam: (STOCK :: blue eyed kitty cat)
On the 3rd of April I've got my first doctor's appointment in ... years. Literally, it's been years since I've been to a doctor. Dr. Turner already unofficially diagnosed me with diabetes (like we didn't know this already) and she's told me I need to stop drinking soda, and limit the bad things that I love so, so desperately.

I found myself in there making excuses. I kept saying that I'd be prepared to do anything I needed to do to make sure I don't have to take insulin shots. "You will be, or are you?" she asked, and yeah. I think I'm still thinking of it.. as something I have to deal with in the future, instead of right now. All I'm really doing is lip service. So I am, even though I keep getting noises of 'ahmagad, fooooood. soooodaa' in my head. When it's just an idea, it's totally okay. Implementing it is the scary part.

Mom had a mammogram on Tuesday, and today the office called. She has to go back in tomorrow at 1 to get an ultrasound, I think it is, to see what they found. Chances are it's just the fibrous cysts she's had in the past, but I think we're all a little worried. On top of that she's getting a cold, and that's never good for anyone.

And on top of everything else, I almost forgot to make mom's birthday cake. Sheesh.

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