I went to the doctor today because I've been so sick. I also wanted him to refer me to a local GI doctor for all the fluid in my belly. While I was there, he said my cold sounds okay- it's not going down into my lungs, which Jeff was worried about. I did have him look at a bump I've had on my nose for awhile. Jeff is more worried about it than I am, but I did ask about it. He said it was a cyst. It might go away and it might not... but it's not a problem and not to worry. Okay, cool. So, I laid down on the table so he could look at my belly (and all the fluid in there). I mentioned that my belly button has started to look a little strange, and he said "Yeah, you have a hernia in your belly button." Oh great. Just what I need! I have two hernias already... that makes three. So I walked out of there with fluid in my belly (that makes me look and feel pregnant), a cyst on my nose, and three hernias.
I got home and talked to my dad on the phone about life. Stuff came up about my sister and I guess he doesn't understand the way I feel about it... why I feel sad that she doesn't talk to me or that she doesn't act like she cares about me.
Grandma comes home from Minnesota today. I'm so annoyed because it got everybody in a bad mood now. Half of me just wants to tell Grandma that the way she behaves is not okay and that she needs to cut it out. The other half wants to just move on and ignore everything. I hate this. Family isn't supposed to make you feel like this.
All I need is Jeff to come home so I can cry about life. Maybe later...
oh, poor sarah! i dont know what to say except hang in there (sounds trite, doesn't it?).
ReplyDeletehere's hoping for a better day tomorrow. if it helps, i'm sick, too, so we can be sickies together.
ps-love the sarah songs, what a clever idea. i have yet to find a kirsten song.