Now it was my turn.

Wednesday was a memorable day. A nervous day, A day filled with scenarios going thru my head. Oh how I hate hospitals. it didn't start very good either. Went up to the desk and they never heard of me and didn't know where to send me. Cindy went up to the doctors office and found out the right place to go. One floor down, okay so it wasn't that bad. Then a bunch of nice people began to relax me and take care of me and after a long long day, lots of nervous moments, but feeling pretty good, the doctor sits and tells us that he didn't find anything. Am I happy, yes. Am I frustrated, yes. In fact, they oculdn't even take the tube out of my leg for an extra hour waiting for my blood pressure to go down from medicine they gave me to bring it down. Oh well, Im happy there wasn't anything. Now what? I made them all laugh by saying how frustrating it was to spend all this money to find out Im fat. I allready knew that. But pressures as high as mine are not normal. So we will see what's next. YES I will start and try very hard to change my eating habbits. Wonder and frustration, a strange mix.