Have you ever had one of those days that practically screams at you to jump back into bed and pull the covers over your head? A day that actually makes you re-evaluate your life and your priorities? A day that gives you pause to contemplate your own mortality? A day that tells you how utterly and completely insignificant you really are in the grand scheme of things?
Yeah, those days suck.
I’m not saying that I had a day like that, but I am saying it wasn’t my favorite day out of a whole lot of other days. The good news is…that little thing on my shoulder that I was really worried about isn’t skin cancer after all. Whew! Dodged a bullet there. That wasn’t why I was lying on a table (and asking the doctor about every single thing that might be wrong with me) but I figured it couldn’t hurt to ask while my shirt was off. I also managed to tell him that I happen to be an excellent business banker if he was looking for one.
But he did think it was funny that I would ask that while hooked up to an EKG. I figured…why not? I’m not doing anything else while I’m lying here. And I do tend to talk a lot when I’m nervous.
I almost had to have a “guest” blogger tonight! Can you even imagine?
More good news…I’m alive. And I’m home. And all signs point to me still being alive and home tomorrow—if I avoid all types of stress. I think I can do that.
You can still get internet in a plastic bubble can’t you?
Until the next time…I’ll be attempting to relax!