Day +182 Don't you come anywhere NEAR me with that Needle

I think that's the last fast food I'll ever eat. Usually Wendy's is my comfort food, but after my latest doctors visit today I needed a mental boost. It was tasty, but it left me feeling very unsettled. A word to the wise...if you ever want to eat fast food again, don't watch the movie Super Size Me. I felt disgusted with myself after I had eaten, and proceeded to go to the grocery store and pick up everything that I could find that was organic and or natural. At least I'm on day 2 without any significant nausea so that's a plus.

I also got myself a new family doctor. Because I'm a new patient, he wanted to do the standard tests which included bloodwork, and I told him in no uncertain terms that there was no way in hell I was signing up for that. I've been poked by a needle 4 times in 7 days, so I told him that if he wanted my medical history he could call the Tom Baker and get it for himself. I tried to do it as politely as possible, but I swear to God, if anyone comes at me with a needle in the next week I'm going to break their arms. I know that I'm normally known for my good sense of humor, but I've had enough for a while. Currently I can count 6 healing needle marks on my arms, and I'm starting to worry if my veins will hold out for much longer. Today, it hurts to swallow a bit, and they must have used a lubricant to get the tube up my butt yesterday, because my bowel movements have got an exit velocity that is comparable to a surface-to-air missile.

My father-in-law was nice enough to scan my colon pics into his computer and he emailed them to me this morning. You can find them in the pictures section of the website. I also included pictures of my retinas that were taken back when I had my laser eye surgery in 2001. I'm going to start a collection of my body pictures since I've always been a biology nut. That really does explain why I work as an accountant doesn't it? Yeah, it doesn't make much sense to me either. I think that I'm interested in biology, but I'd never, ever want to work in the medical profession. Pictures of my colon are one thing, but pictures of other peoples colons have little to no interest to me. There are also new pictures of the babies standing, but don't worry, the graphic pics of my body are tucked away on a different page, so you don't have to worry about seeing my babies and my colon on the same screen.

Anyway, I'm babysitting tonight while Caity gets some much needed socializing time out with her friends so I'd better cut this short. Talk to you later.