All right you giant bastard pill. I don’t like you and you don’t like me, but we are going to work together and you are not going to be difficult, right?
Right.

All right you giant bastard pill. I don’t like you and you don’t like me, but we are going to work together and you are not going to be difficult, right?
Right.

We just got home. I’m going to bed. G’night.
Two hours until my cardiology appointment.
At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I’m starting to feel really nervous. Like, full on scared.
This is good. This is worthwhile. This is a positive endeavor. Why the hell can’t I just calm down about it?
Ugh. Think I’ll change the cat litter to distract myself for 10 minutes.
Two hours to go.