not much to say

the backs of my hands itch like crazy and for some bizarre reason i can't find my zertec. i didn't think i finished the whole bottle. and i SWORE i had some claritin left over. so tomorrow when i go for groceries i'll have to get some. for now i'll have to settle for a pink benedryl.

i think i mentioned a few posts before that i hate the cnp that i see every year for my crotch check. today she calls and asks if it's really true that i'm preggers? no, really, i'm just pulling a bree and pretending and saying i am to cover up for someone else's ill gained baby. wait till they see the pillows i put under my shirt! no really, it was prolly a return call (they've done that before) checking if i kept the boob doc appointment. yes i kept it, no, they don't think it's cancer, and no, i can't have a mammogram for obvious reasons. really now. i'm a big girl and as much as i am afraid of having my boob squished between glass, i'm no fool and would have it in a second if it meant that i didn't have breast cancer. i WOULD NOT FAKE A BABY to get out of a mammogram. it's a shame i have my history at they ob/gyn, otherwise i'd switch to the doctor who treated my miscarriage (he opened his own office).

my hands are FULL of hives. i wish i knew what was making them.

time to make some stir fry.