Shit.
Why am I freaking out about this AGAIN?
I have to go and get my cervix scraped this afternoon (Pap smear/annual exam). I'm overdue, as I was supposed to get one in six months after my last one came back abnormal, and that was in May. I have a pretty definite feeling they are going to find something this time, something that's not just "a little weird" but that needs to be frozen or cut out. And I know that's no big deal, it's not even real surgery, it's easy to take care of, etc., but I'm still flipping out.
To make matters worse, Mark and I had sex for the first time in probably a month last night, completely forgetting about the "no intercourse for 24 hours before the pap smear" rule. I've broken that rule before and nothing has happened, but damn, you'd think we could have thought about that. (Sorry for the TMI, but I need to write about this and I have decided I'm going to try to censor my blog less, since I don't have another journal anymore--if you are uncomfortable knowing this much about my life, you don't have to read it, right?).
So. Blah. I'm all twitchy. Maybe taking the dog for a walk will help.