Hi!

Do I sound cheerful? No? Okay.

I'm not cheerful, but I'm not depressed, either, although the Sibs seems to be on some sort of depression-watch for me. I'm not having mood swings, either, which is a good thing since this is week two of less estrogen, the week the doctor predicted I "would not be happy." Well, I'm not happy, but it doesn't have anything to do with that.

I'm mostly annoyed. I'm annoyed that all these stupid little health issues are sucking up my summer. Not that I know what else I'd be doing. But the summer is half over, and aside from reading a few books (which, yes, I know, is a good thing), I haven't really done anything. Oh, right, went on vacation, yeah, that was good. You see? I'm all fatumult.

The summer is indeed half over, and today I made peace with the fact that not only have I not started a single project that I hoped to do, I ain't gonna. So there. If I want it done, I'll do it on a weekend someday. I'm lucky I have the energy to read.

Bitch, bitch, bitch.

So I did make an appointment with the gastroenterologist for Wednesday. Stress test tomorrow; I'll let you know how it went.

WATCHING MASH :: ENTRY #1538