So the doctor called me yesterday. Yes, the doctor, not the office, not the assistant. Scared the bejeesus out of me. Anyway she called to tell me that I don't have appendicitis and now I get to come in for more fun tests. I get to go to the Hospital for the procedure. I forgot to ask if I'll be put out. Doug wanted to know. Last time, I was put out, I woke up and told him that Gus Frerotte was hot. At the time GF was a backup QB on the Dolphins. I've never watched the Dolphins. The last time I watched GF was when he made Pro-Bowl for the 'Skins. So where this came from, who knows. But D made sure to point out to me that he is now the QB for the Vikings. And he makes sure to tell me everytime we turn on the Vikings (we have NFL Ticket).
I talked to Blue Shield today. Not about all of this, but about my eyes. It seems that visiting an MD for your eyes and getting plugs put it your tear ducts only counts as half a medical procedure. The lady at BS couldn't even figure out why half the claim was denied (the new patient was denied, the tear ducts weren't, and the doctor wrote off 2 things). So we'll see.
I think we are lifting today. If not we'll start next Monday.
I have had 1 ice cream bar since Friday. We have had fruit and Cool Whip for dessert. Oh and D had never had Nutella. This was his new find yesterday because a case of it was sold at his work, but somehow a jar managed to slip away. Anyway, I already know the stuff is evil (190 Cal for 2 TBSP). But it didn't prevent me from dunking my finger in it for a taste. The stuff must get hidden.
Tomorrow I will resume running. It is pouring out.