Day in the life.

9pm - Fall asleep with my mom mumbling to herself while on my computer. Little headache from hunger. Not too bad.

11:15pm - Wake up. Need to pee. Pee. Take sip of water. Go back to bed.

1:34am - Wake up. Need to pee. Hold it.

2:05am - Wake up. Bladder screaming. Run to bathroom. Mumble to self "Damn, toooo much water."

4:58am - Wake up. Pee again. Hungry. Am okay. Go back to bed.

7:30am - Wake up. Watch Matt Lauer's interview with "Baby Jessica" who isn't a baby anymore and has her OWN baby which was her size when she fell in the well. Amazed at how pretty she is. Go back to sleep.

9:30am - Wake up. Reserve to stay away but hold off eating for awhile. Check email. Drink water.

9:45am - Call Amy at Dr Morton's office to verify times of appointments.

10:30am - Amy calls back and says that Dr Morton is in emergency surgery and has to cancel our appointment til tomorrow. Mumble, very unprofessionally to Amy, "Well....shit." Still have appointment with pre-admission at hospital. Tell Amy I need to call her back. Drink more water.

10:45am - After a conversation with my mom, I call my work and work something out with my boss where I can leave at 2pm tomorrow. Keeping hospital appointment for today.

11:00am - Call Amy back, tell her plan.

11:02am - Go to fridge and drink slim-fast. Enjoy it. Miss hot foods.

11:45am - Leave for Heather's house.

12:00pm - Heather & I enjoy singing along to the radio as pulling out of her driveway. Drink water.

12:25pm - Making a turn around the block of Baptist hospital. Drool at the man waiting on the bus with a dozen Krispy Kreme's in his lap. I'm sure he thinks I was hitting on him.

12:45pm - Am filling out form for the Anastigiologist. Which I know, I horribly misspelled. Sue me. Drink more water.

1:05pm - Talk with the nurse, who is drawing my blood. I ask her what makes blood red. Which is air. Pretty cool.

1:20pm - Nurse hooks up the EKG machine. My shirt is up. Bra exposed. Knock on door, I shout "if your a boy, stay away." A nurse, Gale, replies "No, I'm a fem-male." EKG nurse jokes that my 'girls' are too exposed for boys to be entering.

1:25pm - EKG nurse tells me that she is 5 months prego, which I am surprised, she isn't showing at all. Feeling weak.

1:30pm - EKG nurse leaves me & Gale to our...what turned out to be, LOOOOONG session of talking about surgery.

1:35pm - Listen. Drink more water.

1:45pm - Listen. Don't remember talking this much about surgery when I was 16 and getting my ankle operation. Wonder what the girls at work are doing. Out of water. Mouth dry.

1:55pm - Listen. Feeling weak.

2:05pm - Go for x-ray. At this point, I am weak and starting to get hungry.

2:11pm - Changing in small room into a...less than appealing gown.

2:16pm - X-ray man = Nice.

2:24pm - Go get Mom & Heather & leave hospital.

2:33pm - In Nashville traffic. Feeling weak, hungry & thirsty. Stay quit until Heather mentions "The Fray" on the radio where I get up my strenght to sing along.

3:15pm - Arrive at Heather's house. Think blood being drawn made me weak.

3:45pm - Stop at store. Need food. Or substance.

4:00pm - Warming up chicken broth. Best broth I've ever had. Drink it up, while being picked on by Chris via email. Drink water.

4:30pm - Eat small hunk of watermelon. Am now okay.

4:48pm - Drink more water.

5:15pm - Nap time.