
It's Friday, uh-huh, uh-huh! It's Friday!
Yep, I'm celebrating over here in my journal, too. What a week!
Thanks, Doreen, Beth, and Mare for sharing my anger and frustration over yesterday's appointment. After thinking about what the doc told me (the small amount of info I got

), I realized he recognized a problem, but it's just that what I had hoped was that he would tie everything together into a neat package. . .that I would then be able to label all that I'm experiencing and then kind of get on with things. He was just so vague and haphazard! I still have hope that I'm going to find a physician who will do this for me

, but it's not going to be him. His course of treatment could be the right one, but I'm not going there yet--not until I have a meaningful dialogue with a dr. whom I feel knows ME. My plan is to talk with the PCP in June, have the colonoscopy, and--even if I have to wait six months--to see another OBGYN of my choice (unless the colonoscopy shows something else). In the meantime I'll keep a pain journal so that I can better articulate my symptoms. While I had wanted to get this all done and over with, I realize it's not going to be like that--it's an ongoing problem, so I'll just keep popping my friendly ibuprofen when I need relief and keep on moving along.

Now, enough of this right? No more, THE END.
AND ON TO THE TROPICAL ISLAND! Can I have a pina colada with an umbrella? That's my tropical island drink of choice. Could we cruise

over to
Castaway Cay? I know just the palm tree I'm going to sit under. No wait a minute, I think I want a hammock. You guys didn't take them all, did you?
I would like to say that TODAY THERE IS NO GOSH DARN PLAN, but I won't. I'm going to take a page from Doreen's book, kind of. I had a healthy low points breakfast. I'm going to have a healthy low points lunch. I will NOT eat a butterfinger candy bar. I will, however, have whatever I want for dinner, and I promise I WILL NOT binge. I'll drink my water and take my vitamins, and I'm going to walk on the treadmill for as long as I have time for.
I'll count my blessings, look for power and guidance from above, and when I do all this, I will count this as a successful day and change my bear--'cause it'll be GOOD ENOUGH.
The scale read an ominous 162 today, but I'm not going to despair, I'm just going to do what I can to be healthy for today.
I signed up for the Independence Day challenge, but you know what? I might just drop out. I'd love to be 147, truly I would, but 158 might just be good enough, especially for someone who has not LIVED at 158 for 20 years (I saw it once on a Saturday in 1992, but then it was gone again.

). When I have lots of energy, I think sure, I'll get to 147, but when I'm confronted with the reality of life--a hectic schedule, working late, etc.--maybe it would be OK to just stay where I am. Maybe MY independence would come from learning to maintain? Hmmmm, maybe that sounds kind of lame, like I'm a quitter. . .I don't know. Guess I'll have to think about that. . .
In the meantime, I'm onward and downward, moving back to 158 and doing the best that I can for today! Here I go!
E.
Edit: Oooh, Beth, I just saw the beautiful smilies you sent me! Thank you!

Doe-Doe and Mare, could you move down a chaise lounge, so Beth can join us? What can I get you, Beth? Pina Colada or frosty frappucino?