The. Best. Ever.

So as faithful readers will already know, I've been on a wellness kick for the past few months and have lost some weight. This is something I've worked for and am very proud of. Ten pounds, folks, and I'm short so it counts.

Here is the story of yesterday's doctor's appointment:

I walk into the waiting room area at noontime. My appointment is for 12pm. I sit. I wait. It's now 1pm and I ask how long it will be. "Just like...fifteen more minutes," replies the severe looking girl behind the desk. Ok.

Now it's 1:45. I've been gone from work for a very long time and they've moved me to another room. I wait. Finally she comes in. She makes the severe looking girl at the desk seem positively cotton faced. She reviews my chart quietly and then walks over to me, grabs at my stomach and says, "you need to get rid of this. You don't want to look pregnant. I'm sure your boyfriend probably loves you anyway but, really..."

No...see you'd like me to be finished, but I'm not. She follows this up with, "I know you've done some work, but not enough. Do me a favor. Go for a walk."

Yes! I love it. It couldn't be better. Do any of you kind readers remember the "FemHealth" sketch that I wrote for a previous Improv Asylum show? Well, this was more pointed than that. And it is a true story.

It's too zany to get really upset about. I mean, I've lost 10lbs in three months, which is very good and healthy. This woman is out of her mean little mind. And I have a great story.

To your health!
Erin