Medical appointment tomorrow.

I just spent the evening getting all the papers together for my appointment tomorrow. Not only do I have the stack of Peace Corps papers but also a stack of papers that are specific to the clinic I am going to.  I had to tell the Peace Corps that I used to have asthma so they sent me a pile of papers that the doctor has to fill out to verify that it's no longer an issue. Since I am going to a community clinic, I have to bring proof of income, tax info, and residency proof. I'm so excited about a ton of blood work, a physical, and a pelvic exam!!! Meh. Another update tomorrow post-exam.

I came across this and felt it rather relevant...moving beyond and all that. Enjoy.

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

by Portia Nelson

I. I walk down the street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost.....I am helpless;
it isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II. I walk down the same street.
     There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place;
but it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in....it's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V. I walk down a different street.