Bloated

I'll try to keep this reasonably short.

First, I'm getting rather bored with doctors' offices. I had three appointments last week, and it's looking (so far) like three this week. Between my factory-reject sinuses, mutinous cyst, and new therapist, I'm shelling out a whole lot of copays. Thank goodness we can manage this financially. i should know Wednesday when my first surgery will be. I hope. I have two on the horizon. (I asked if they could do them at the same time and, um, no, they cannot). I am currently assuming the cyst will come first, but I'm not sure yet. I can schedule the sinus re-routing any time I want.

On the way home from my Ear-Nose-Throat Dr appt last week, I got to save a turtle, which was pretty cool. It was on a field road and just about to step onto the highway asphalt when I drove past, so I stopped, picked him/her up, and walked him/her across the highway and down a couple hundred feet or so to the swampy place I'm assuming the turtle was heading. Was a plain ol' painted turtle (I think) and didn't really know what to think about being carried up the highway, but seemed very happy to be let loose at the edge of the water. I walked back to the car and drove to where I'd left it, climbed down... No sign of the turtle, so I can only assume it swam away to find love/food/turtle parties. I'm sure it was at least a little traumatized by me carefully carrying it and all, but surely it was better than getting smooshed by some speeding semi on the highway.

My 50th birthday party was yesterday (Sunday) and I had a great time. Some friends and family came up and we all talked a lot and ate too much and despite starting about 1pm, it lasted until well after dark. It was my first-ever birthday party, at least for just me. Since my dad, aunt and I (and later my niece and nephew) were all born in a 2-week-ish span, the family just had a family bbq thing to celebrate around 4th of July. Not so fun when you're a kid and it's all your boring ol' relatives and zero friends. My daughter did a great job, though, and while not everyone could come, those who did seemed to have a really nice time. Plus we all are readers, so there was much book talk. What's not to love about that?

I'm trying to work on STAIN and  I, by golly, intend to have it done by Labor Day, or thereabouts. Dang book! Nothing to report on either of the two finished novels.

I'm off to Des Moines tomorrow to pick up little miss, and maybe shop for a sewing machine. Maybe. If I can convince myself it's okay to spend the money. Bill says it is, so I just have to get myself to agree. Meeting the ObGyn surgeon Wed, therapist Thurs, and our local community faire is Fri-Sat (I'm POPPPING POPCORN. All day, both days. Whee.)

{{hugs}} and have a happy week, everyone!