never mind that WW meeting...

....change of plans. I think I'm having an appendicitis attack. Sigh.

It's been going on awhile - a deep pain in my right abdomen, so deep it feels as if it is radiating down the front of my right thigh. It is definitely radiating to my back, mostly on the lower right side. It's come and gone for over a month, so I just figured it was 'female related' or gas (I do eat a lot of fruits and veggies). But this isn't normal, this pain I'm feeling, and even with as high a pain-threshold as I have, I keep doubling over...literally, like I'm standing one minute and then bent in half staring at my boots the next. Gawddim it.

I doubled over on 12/23 from it as well. It was the day I was off from work and having breakfast at my favorite diner. I couldn't eat my breakfast and could barely make it to my car I was in so much pain. I felt sick that whole day and got nothing accomplished, but eventually it went away. I figured it was a stomach bug of some sort. Now, it's back and with greater force...stupid whatever it is. I guess I can't ignore it this time, especially since I've had the back pain for the last two weeks as well.

So, I called my primary physician's office, the one I loath as her bedside manner is utterly lacking in empathy, and asked what I should do. The male nurse who got on the line asked me to describe my exact symptoms: sharp pains in lower right abdomen, lower back pain, nausea, fatigue. "Go to urgent care today, those symptoms are cause for concern," he said in a very 'I care about you' voice (the primary physician sucks but her male nurses are splendid and their bedside manner is the kind I'd like to take advantage of personally...outside the office). "What if it's just gas?" I asked him, a little embarrassed. "Your symptoms do not sound like gas," he replied, in the same voice.

Fine. Urgent Care it is.

But before I go, I'm swinging by my apartment to retrieve a pair of panties...clean panties, cause you always want to have on clean panties when going to the hospital. I hope I'm NOT admitted to the hospital, but just in case. Regardless, I can't even fathom showing up at Urgent Care commando. That's just wrong on every level.

See what I mean about the parallel universe I live in? It's just all wrong. If I was in the right universe, today I'd have not forgotten my underwear, nor would I be doubling over from pain in my abdomen.

Will someone please find the portal back to the universe I'd so prefer to be living in...please.