Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Toss the Rockets, Sit Next to the Phone

The fourth of July use to mean picnics, fireworks and wearing my brand new patriotic shirt.  I know I'm a dork.  But I am a huge fan of the colors navy blue and red.  I remember that feeling that I would get seeing the giant explosions shooting through the sky in tune to he patriotic songs.  I am such a sap.  I always cry.

Yesterday it was over a hundred degrees.  There was no picnic, we ate at home.  The only fireworks were the ones at home on the television.  Not the same.  I ended up going back to my Dog the Bounty hunter marathon.  I did get through number 87-94 in the series.  I did cry still...I am pretty sure I blame the hormone treatment I am on for that.
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The holiday weekend is done. Time to get back to business.

Today is suppose to be the end of my wait.  In reality I am waiting all day for a phone call.  I was told not to expect it till late in the day.  Not sure when that is.  Could be 5pm or what 8pm.  I don't know. I think I will get back to writing my work in progress. That will calm me.


  1. I hope your phone call is sooner. That would drive me insane knowing I had to wait all day.

  2. Well I called the doctor twice today and was told she would call me in an hour in between patients. And I got nothing. So I will try again tomorrow. There are a couple of possibilities: 1) The test results aren't back, 2)The test results are back and it is nothing, or 3) The test results are back and she forgot all about me. Who knows. I will try again tomorrow.