Back from the Doctor's

So I feel bad for baggin' all over my doctor; he really is a good guy and it's not his fault the office closes at 4:00pm - I know that he is there dealing with out-of-control hormonal women way past 4:00, not to mention those annoying women who have their babies at 3:00am (yep, that'd be me with all my kids). I called and told the receptionist the problem and she got me in that same day. But I did have to wait for over an hour and a half to actually see the doctor - mainly because of one annoying woman who decided to have her baby right in the middle of the day. Not that I really minded though; that was the most amount of peace and quiet I've had in days.

He felt around a bit on my boobs and said that there is something definitely there, but he's not quite sure what it is. He doesn't think that it's cancer, but just to be sure, I have a mammogram scheduled - in two freakin' weeks!!! That's the soonest the scheduling department could get me in. But they said to call every couple of days to see if there has been a cancellation. Would it be wrong to pretend that I heard, "Every couple of hours" and call every day, cuz I don't know if I'll last that long. I hope my boob doesn't fall off before then because man alive, it's hurting more and more each day.

I am nervous and a little scared of what's going on and just want to know what it is so that it can be taken care of. You wanna know what I am most worried about though? Not having it be cancer, but if it is cancer, loosing my hair because I've got awesome hair; it's my thing. It's really the only thing that I really like about my looks.

And is it weird that I was a little turned on by the doctor copping a feel all over my boob. Because my doctor is hot! That is seriously the most amount of action and passion that I've had in weeks. Why couldn't of I had an uh-go for a doctor...?

And just to make me feel better about the whole situation: