The Incredibly Shrinking Woman

I had my first doctor's appointment in ten years last week (and when Mike told the doctor about that they both kind of laughed/shuddered.)I have this really weird habit that when I'm nervous or get agitated I start smiling a lot. The first thing I did after I found out my father died was start laughing. All throughout my talk with the doctor I just kept smiling like a loon. I couldn't help it. I got the same doctor that Michael had seen the previous week and she was really nice. I'm not really good at describing symptoms for when I don't feel well but I tried my best to go over everything that I could think of; Mike helped with volunteering some things, too. I've been having some gastrointestinal issues recently and she said that it was possible that all the vegetables I've been eating could have been upsetting my stomach. Which she said, and I thought too, was ironic - try to eat healthier to feel better and somehow that makes me feel worse. She suggested some probiotics for me to try.

( Doctor's visit, antisocial, computer issues, drunk musings, etc... )

So I'll leave my musings for when I'm not doing some drinking.

Stacey