OMG IDEFK WTF.

Seriously, I’ve spent more time today with my pants off than if Eric had been here. Had an appt for an u/s and uterine biopsy, and the fucktwit receptionist forgot to check me in – so I got handled like a work-in. In one room, pants off, trans-vag wand, pants on, in next room, pants off, wait, text, check fb, call a friend, finally get my poor uterus scraped and then off to the lab to be further invaded. I’ve been poked, prodded, stuck, scraped, pinched and needled – almost entirely from the waist down. Grrrr.

But eric texted me, and we all know how melty I get about him, so….

Group tonight, plus refuge recovery meeting, I get to get my meditation on again!  Twice yesterday. Lookit me getting all zen and shit.

Living for Thursday when I get to spend the day with my baby!

ETA: He’s so pretty!  Delicious! 😍