Bed

I have officially been laying in bed for over 4 hours. I may move to the couch for dinner. A Papa J thin crust cheese. If it makes me feel bad with the whole diabetes thing, I'll be on massive pain meds and will just sleep it off anyway.

I had a procedure today to remove pre-cancerous cells. It sucked. I mean, it was absolutely terribly awful. I didn't really tell anyone I was doing it and my Mom and Boo were there. It only took a couple hours in the waiting room and they were both sweet and patient. I was the impatient one. It's outpatient and I just wanted to get the Hell home.

I yelled out loud. I had to grab onto the nurse and hold on. And I cried. Tears streaming down my face. I cried into my ears. No one told me it would hurt so bad. And the bummer is, I get results in a week. They *think* it's pre-cancerous. It looked that way in a biopsy, but they won't know until they test what they took today. I go back in three months no matter what and get another look to see if there are more cells or if they got it all today.

I am not getting out of bed or putting on real clothes until Monday morning. I'm going to read my book club book and my fashion business book, play online, watch brainless television and chick flicks and let Boo take total care of me.

Seriously, no more illnesses. My body is tired.