The one good thing

about going to a doctor's appointment today (one that did not actually happen) is that I managed to fill out a medical questionnaire in entirety without being angry, frustrated or bawling my eyes out.  It's the first time in 13 months that I could simply check things off and not freak about the box I didn't want to check (at least it said "had," not "have").  There were also boxes I didn't have to check, which made me surpemely happy.

Never mind that I have had to reschedule this appointment twice now.  We'll forget how the insurance company approved 2 out 3 parts of a procedure, instead of the whole kit and caboodle.  We'll dismiss the fact that the surgeon told me to go, only to have the radiology folks say (AFTER I filled out the forms), "Oops, no, won't do any good if you can't do all 3 parts."  

I left the office with the hopes that I will return next week, so I can attempt this procedure for 4th time.  It's nothing particularly dramatic or scary (it's actually a good thing) and if all goes well, I may be feeling more like a whole person again once the new year rolls around.  It's still an "if" though, so more on the topic should it become a when….for now, I'll just rejoice in my silly, little (yet oh so huge) baby steps back to my old normal.  Feels pretty good, if I do say so myself.