- Dr. Pless suggested I might want to get a different neurologist if I continue to endanger our "trust" by not going for regular blood tests to make sure the Rebif isn't messing with my liver and following up with the urologist to make sure I don't have lesions near my bladder. I responded that I did not make a decision to not do those things but, rather, realized after the fact that I hadn't done them. Hmmm. Is he the right doctor for me?
- I went to the YMCA for a class and dropped Zane in the playroom for the first time. (Ruby was having a "special date" with Mr. Ex since I'll be taking her to counseling tomorrow night during their regular time together. ) There were three sitters/teachers in the Y playroom for just four children. Zane had fun and I went to a class where I did more sit-ups than I have in the last year. I also ran into a guy I secretly crushed on in meetings when I was unhappily married. I'm not sure he remembered me.
- Realized at 10:30 that Zane's karate uniform for tomorrow is filthy so now I can't go to bed until I put them in the dryer down in the laundry room.
- I'm watching news coverage of subway crash on the green line. One of the drivers died. Very, very sad. This will do NOTHING for my campaign to get Ken to take public transportation.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Posted by Julie M. Baker at 11:04 PM