Putting up the tree, hanging ornaments.  The Boy is already somewhat more somber than I’d wish he felt, since he’s missing his girls: all in apartments of their own, out of the city, out of the country.  We had the usual happy bickering over Christmas music, and drank wine, and it was good, but I [...]

Not much to mention on the “am I?/aren’t I?” front save that my, er, front doesn’t feel as sore, nor look so porn-star impressive this morning as it has for the past few days. I’m officially entering into the “I just know this didn’t work” phase of things, and I’m delighted to report that I’m [...]

Despite assurances to the contrary, my doctor wasn’t the one who saw me at the clinic this morning.  Instead it was Dr. Bigshot.  Who was his usual assholish self.  And who couldn’t/wouldn’t answer any of my questions about results from the pathology work-up after my D&C almost 2 months ago.   And who only bothered [...]

Still spotting, though now it’s accompanied by some pretty regular cramping. Looks like this is it, so I was able to cancel my D&C appointment for mid-week. I did take the day off work, but so far I could probably have sat my butt in the chair & answered questions. Maybe not, though. God, I [...]

Today I got up when boy left to take his youngest daughter to look at colleges. An early morning for a day off work, but since I got a full night’s sleep for a change, I actually felt ready to get up. And I took a nice long walk to Staples to buy paper and [...]