Results, at Long Last!

Wren's doctor is finally really listening! I haven't posted much about this because I've been so busy with it, but Wren's been really sick with mysterious abdominal pain, and some of the doctors haven't been as helpful as we liked. Finally after making her try the rice diet to no avail, her regular physician has decided that haste is necessary. A second after we left he must've called the gastreoentorologist's office and yelled at them about the fact that they were saying they couldn't see her again or schedule a colonoscopy until January. The result was that as soon as we got home, Wren got a phone call from the digestive specialists clinic saying that she was going to have her colonoscopy on Monday and that she needed to stop by today to pick up some preparatory paperwork and prescriptions. Finally, something is being done at the rate it should! Hopefully the tests will yield some results this time and give us a clue as to what's been going on for the last month.

Note to Self...

Ryan is a dirty liar!

You'd better make this up to me, you conniving evil genius!

Hello, Blogstalker!

Ryan, if you're reading this, I revamped my "About Me" section or whatever so you can memorize random information regarding my likes and dislikes. Also, I can't find your blog! http://www.blogosphere.com/rhill? Help!

Everyone Loves a Cat Hat

As I walked by a group of people today (two guys, one girl) in my huge fleecy fluffy leopard print cat hat on my way to the SUB the following conversation occurred:

1st Guy: "Hey, it's a cat! Catwoman, we love you!"
Me: "*giggle* ...Thank you?"
2nd Guy: "Damn, you're fine! I like your coat!"
Me: "Thanks! *more giggling and blushing and walking away*

Most of this occurred at yelling volume. It totally made my day.

Side-Effects

It's 5:00am and in spite of the fact that I took a lorazepam, I can't sleep. I'm just really dizzy, kind of nauseous, and really nervous. Probably the increased anxiety from upping my medication a few days ago, added to the fact that I had tea at dinnertime. I wish side-effects didn't make you worse in the transition period. I want the transition period to be over so badly.