So much is running through my mind that I want to write about today and so little time. Let’s start at the beginning of the day and move on from there.
This morning I had a lightbulb moment when I realized that I’m really scared to get a mammogram and have been avoiding it like the plague. The strange thing is that I have spent years begging doctors to let me get a mammogram because breast cancer runs in my family. My grandmother had it when she was very young so it’s always been in the back of my mind but now that I’m the right age to get it done I’m avoiding it. I suppose I should try to get in to see the doctor when I’m on vacation in a month.
The next thing on my mind is my Chihuahua. Digger is not feeling well and Greg and I have had some serious talks about what we will have to do if he does not get better. It’s been a really hard day even though he looks fine in the above picture where he is wanting to kill me. It’s really just a look of love.
Greg called and spoke to a well known vet doctor in the area today and he said that what is happening is normal with Digger but we still have some major concerns because something does not seem right. We are giving digger some joint and bone heath vitamins and we bought the ones from Green Bark (I got some samples from Swaggable) and as picky as Digger is when it comes to food and treats he goes crazy for these gummies so we bought the ones for bone health and hopefully that will help too.
I went for my usual walk during lunch and had some time to clear my head and just relax.
I had every intention on going to bible study tonight but I decided to come home and hang with Digger instead because he really has me worried. I was planning on doing a whole post about Michael Phelps but decided that I really don’t have anything to add that you would not already agree with or understand. He is in the public eye and has learned nothing from his past mistakes. The bad press in Maryland is getting depressing and makes me sad to admit I’m from here. I understand that he’s human and he makes mistakes but how many times are we suppose to give him a pass?!? I guess it will always be like that here because he is “one of our own” until he kills “your loved one” in a drunk driving accident…I wonder if people will care then?
Ok, I’m over it now and I’m going to relax with my baby boy and tomorrow will be a better day.