7/8/2005

After slacking and stalling for 3 days (and being nagged in the meantime), I finally called my family doctor this morning and made an appointment.

These few days, I have been kind of confounded and perplexed.  When I sit in the office, I touch my belly involuntarily.  Maybe it’s because of the psychological factor, but it seems that the football is more and more apparent.  Even when I am standing, I can feel that hard stuff stuck there, through soft clothes.  I’ve been longing to visit a doctor ASAP, but I am afraid of possible bad news.  I pray, and hope the football disappears suddenly, like the way it rose up mysteriously before.  I touched my belly a hundred times a day; however, it still stays steady like a rock.

I have been busy enough at work, but still need to take a half day off.  Gee, so bothersome!