Home and Abroad

Thank you all so much for your supportive comments on my last post.  I know it was a whole lot of whining, but I felt loads better about the situation the second I hit the publish button.  I did eventually track down an actual human to speak to in the advising department, and she confirmed that I was enrolled in the correct class, but then she terrified me by bringing up yet another class requirement that would add another two months onto my graduating time line.  I questioned her on this and she said that she would get back to me by the end of the day, which... she did not.

However, I read my degree requirements for the one frillionth time, and the class she mentioned isn't listed anywhere in the degree change form that I signed and agreed to, so I will raise one hell of a fight if they try to push this on me.  And so, I refuse to get worked up about it right now, because in less than 24 hours I will be on VACATION!!

I spent the weekend being disgustingly responsible, finishing all of my homework for the weekend, getting the house in shape for my departure, and yes, I even began packing.  In fact, I started laying my clothes out on Saturday night, nearly 48 hours in advance of my usual packing schedule, which is typically around midnight on the night before I leave.  I'm even contemplating working ahead in my schoolwork for next week if I have any time left over after I run all of my errands and finish packing.

Today is ultrasound day, so I've been worrying all weekend about what one wears for an ultrasound.  And of course, I'm still incredibly worried about how I'm supposed to be able to drink 2 quarts of water 2 hours before my appointment and not have a very embarrassing bodily fluid related situation take place.  What I am not worried about is the outcome of the ultrasound.  You all did a fine job of making me feel so much better about my tipsy little lady organ, and quite frankly, I just don't have room in my head for more worrying.

Well, except for those commercials about HPV that start out of nice and optimistic talking about traveling and falling in love and then end in sadness and despair and chemo and infertility.  I am now I'm convinced that I have HPV and that is why I am going to be infertile.  This belief based on absolutely nothing, except for that really depressed girl in the commercial.  Thanks medical science, questionable marketing and unfounded paranoia!

But whatever, I just have to get through one more day of the bizarre monotony that is my life (who knew monotony could be bizarre?!) and then I'll be jetting off to the Big Apple to spend a week with my most wonderful momsie and sissy-bear.  I'll be back soon to regale you with stories of my time as a country mouse in the big city, and hopefully the air doesn't get too stale in here in the meantime.

So for now, my friends, as they say in New York City, bye, see you later!

Comments

[Operation Pink Herring]

I had a hilarious conversation (and by hilarious, I mean humiliating) with my OBGYN about being convinced I had HPV after Glamour ran an article about how something like 50% of women have it before age 30 and don't even know.

[Miriam]

I had HPV in college. I really don't think it's anything to worry about, especially since it's become so common. The only thing that sucked majorly about having HPV was the biopsy to check for cervical cancer. (both the discomfort and the waiting for results)

it's best to put these things out of your mind as much as possible. :)

[Kate P]

Totally feel for you on the school stuff. . . I got an entire semester tacked onto my timeline. I'm glad you talked to a real person at last!

I'm confident everything went well for you today--have a wonderful vacation!!! Wave to Philadelphia and I will wave back!

[CW]

Just wanted to say hello after I read your comment on the whole being judgmental thing at Our Little Apartment. I'm judgmental too, but I'm really working on it. And coincidentally, I just had an ultrasound today to check for PCOS. It was painless...you'll be fine!

[Jessica]

Have a great time!!! And I'm glad I wasn't the only responsible one this weekend :)