Wouldn’t you know it today I’m all hyper. I LOVE YOU HORMONES! I am so just going with it…..

For a second round match I just watched a crazy awesome one between Alicia Molik and Serena Williams at Wimbledon. Serena is so dramatic I can’t stand her, but she won and is good to watch, it isn’t like she can’t play. Adam and I noticed during the French Open that the men were grunting like the women now and I think we were golfing at the time and had a whole in-depth discussion about how the men are doing it just to support the women and it wasn’t a funny conversation at all it was just a conversation about WHY the men might suddenly be grunting when they were trying to basically ban the women from grunting because Sharapova can break ear drums. And I remember it came up because when I hit the ball really hard I let out a little grunt and it is totally involuntary and generally results in a really far golf shot. At present Sharapova is killing some girl I don’t remember seeing before and there is actual sun in the sky.

Today I got my CT scan appointment and it is on July 10. It has to be at the far away hospital because I can get in there sooner. Now I assumed this yesterday but was still pissed about it so I feel bad calling my Dr. a retard. I didn’t mean it. But I don’t like the receptionist for serious. I was a receptionist for years I feel I know everything in the WORLD about being a good receptionist and she could use some work. I’d be happy to show her a thing or two and I don’t even like strangers or talking on the phone and I was still very good if I do say so myself.

I have to have the injection type CT scan which I was dreading as I had one in 1994 because of my headaches and I had a reaction to the contrast material containing iodine that they inject you with. OF COURSE only some small number of people have a reaction to it my Dad didn’t but that is just sensitive old me nothing I can do about it.

I had a another CT scan in 1998 when I came down with an extreme case of Labyrinthitis but I was so messed up I have no idea what, if and when they may have injected me with it, could have been aliens taking care of me for all I knew that is still the sickest I have ever been in my life. I remember all of it except the parts where I was passed out drooling down my face in the hallway of the hospital because they didn’t have enough beds. Oh Spockette thank you AGAIN for saving me that day.

Sweet, I thought I was going to have to go alone or Adam was going to have to miss some work to get me home but I have a girlfriend who is taking me to the hospital there and back, one less thing to worry about. I know I am 30 now and CAN go alone but I really didn’t want to.

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