i'm getting nothing from doc about the whole lump thing. complete apathy. i've talked to him just enough to inform him what's going on and what the next step is. he's always been very stoic and vulcan. distant, closed off, i could go on. i seem to like them like that, the one's i cannot touch inside.
i talked to kelli today. she told me everything was going to be all right. and i believe her. i've been reading up on breast cysts and it's no big deal. and that's what i'm assuming it is.
the doctor told me i was a high functioning schizophrenic and i was on some hard core meds. it was interesting to hear another doctor's opinion about my drugs and i was impressed that he knew what the stuff i was on was supposed to do. i was just generally impressed by him. apparently abortions are done on the premises at times. that's cool. there was security to get in and they had a little tribute to doctor tiller, who was an abortion provider that was shot and killed by a protester.
i cleaned up a bunch of receipts and filing today. we have so much old mail that i refuse to file until doc goes through it and he hates going through it. i don't blame him, i didn't enjoy going through it all today. pulled out everything with my name on it and put it in the burn pile. that's how i deal with mail from 2007. burn it all. receipts we have to keep for a few years because of social security. sigh. soon the piles of mail will be gone. i just have to make him watch a couple more hoarding shows. heh.
