A Little Giddy

Thanks to the generosity of several people, I'm nearly 1/3 of the way to my goal on indiegogo.com!  I cry a little every time I check the total.  I'm so cynical and forget that there are people that actually care out there.

I had an appointment with my endocrinologist today.  I'm so glad he puts up with me.  I'm so flipping inappropriate.  When I was going back into the room, the nurse was like, "go ahead and hop on the scale."  I looked at her for a couple of seconds and then said no.  She said she needed it for my chart so I told her if I had to get on the scale I'd kill myself with a tongue depressor.  I won.  She was going to take my blood pressure and then was like, "I'll have to go get the big cuff."  Of course you do.  Despite having my own gravitational pull, my blood pressure is good at 118/70.  Of course they took my blood, so I'll get my estrogen and thyroid levels back in a couple of weeks.
I asked the doc about the estrogen pellet.  He said he'd never heard of it before, but would definitely look into it.  He gave me his personal email and asked me to send him what I'd read about it so far.  He's so good to me.
Mom and I have been going there together since 2000, so he's used to my bullshit.  Mom went by herself one weekend and when he came in the room he asked, "so how's my girl?"  Mom replied, "oh, I've been alright."  Then he said, "no, I meant Tiffini."  She found it pretty amusing.