This has been a craptacular day. I spent a significant portion of it talking to doctors about possibly going under the knife again. Maybe. I'm still having nightmares from having gone to the breast cancer symposium and now I'm talking about further surgery. Bleh.
My knees hurt, my house is a disaster, I had yet another tiff with the only friend I ever have tiffs with, I was horrified at the state of Liv's room (which we just cleaned-- why, why do they hoard stuff under their beds?), my freaking insurance companied denied my claim for a pap smear (hello?), and I got a nasty letter from a medical provider about $7 I neglected to pay them.