Today was the big day. My doctor's appointment. Scheduled at 9.30 so I pretty much had to leave the house at the same time as when I'm off to work in the mornings. I had hoped to get a little extra sleep. No such luck.

I was getting pretty nervous in the morning. I haven't been to the doctor in many, many years. And they have moved downtown. They're no longer a 5 minute bike ride away. I had to take the bus instead.

I got a little shock on the bus. At one of the stops a mother and her two children were getting off. A little boy and a little girl. The girl ran out first while the mother was taking care of the boy. The mother called out "watch out for bicycles". I was watching out the window. And the little girl ran straight out on the bicycle path and just then someone came rushing by on his bike. And the girl ran straight into him. It really gave me a shock. I burst out "ohh" in sort of surprised horror. Normally I'm very repressed, I don't make a sound in public. It was just scary. But I think the girl was okay. She was crying a lot. But as the bus started going again her mother was comforting her and it didn't look like she was injured. Probably just shocked. Like me.

But I got to the doctor okay. 10 minutes early. Eventually I was called in. To the male doctor. Michael. That was good. My mother told me that he was nice, he was the good one. I guess that makes the two other (female) doctors the bad ones. I don't know. But I'm more comfortable with a guy anyway. And he seemed to know who I was. He told me to say hello to my mother. And he was generally very nice. And it all went fast and easy. No problems. Actually it went surprisingly fast. I thought we were going to talk more. But I just told him about my tiredness and then he did some tests. Blood pressure, breathing, temperature and so on. I had to take off my shirt when he listened to me breathing. That wasn't nice. The only other time I have had my shirt off around someone else the last 10 years was with Skye. And I don't mind telling you, that was a lot more pleasureable. But okay. I survived.

Then he took blood samples. From the inside of the elbow, as you nice people had told me in the guestbook. He took 3-4 samples. I really, really don't like needles. But it was just a tiny prick. Much easier than I had expected. And I didn't have to worry about my scars either. I had actually worn a wristband that Skye gave me. With a cute drumming dog on it. Heh. And a watch on the other arm. But I doubt he would have seen anything even without those.

And that was it. Quick and painfree. What a relief. Now I have to call back next week to get the results. And we'll see. I'm pretty convinced that it's diabetes though. I was reading about that and mono before I left for the doctor. And diabetes just fits almost 100%. Pretty much all the symptoms. And seeing as though my mother has it and that for a long time I lived very unhealthily. I just think the odds are "good". But I'm not the voodoo practitioner. I'll see what the results say.

I'm glad it went fine. Doctor Michael was very nice to me. I hope my brain will try to pick up on it. All the nice people I meet. At the Reva center too. Helpful, decent folk that I feel comfortable around. Maybe eventually my brain will realize that you don't always have to be scared of people. It's a lesson worth learning.

But that wasn't the end of that day. I went home and rested a little. And then I went off to work. But I got a nice little surprise on my way to the bus. Guess who's back? Go on, try and guess. I bet you won't get it right.

The answer.

Yes, that's right! Mr Bunny is back! I don't know if any of you even remember him. Look at this picture from a year ago. It is Mr Bunny isn't it? He's been gone for a year. And then today suddenly out of the blue. There he was. Sitting in the bushes at the side of the road.

How utterly wonderful. That made my day. He's such a cutie. I hope he sticks around. It always helps me in the mornings when I spot one of the jedi kitties on my way to work. Seeing Mr Bunny would certainly not make the mornings worse.

That made me all happy. I got to work and started packing wine racks. Ten minutes of that and I was yawning and out of energy. Ugh. But I only had to work for an hour's time. Then a break. And then fitness. And now weekend. That's the stuff. Eases the pain.

Somebody please tell me not to buy the Alien Quadrilogy Box Set. Please. Must.. not.. spend.. money.

I could blow a thousand kroners on that and the Indiana Jones Collection. I wouldn't have to leave my room for a month. So tempting. Argh. The annoying thing is that I could afford it. No problem. It's just way too much to spend. Oh well. Worse things happen at sea.

And now I'm off to sail the titanic.

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