Hey. What's up?
I just made an appointment with my RE.
I KNOW. Right?
The consultation is next Wednesday morning. It'll just be talky-talk, probably not even a blood test; since I'm thinking about taking Jackson with me, so she can meet the nice chap she helped us sprout, I think my hands will be full o'toddler and unavailable for any sort of poking. I'm kind of excited to get this ball rolling. And kind of meh. You know, self-preservation-style.
So. Back to your regularly scheduled programming.