POD: Confession

Since I haven't been feeling well lately Daniel has spoiled me rotten with movies to watch so that I will be more likely to take it easy and keep my feet up. Hopefully when I go in for my first visit with the midwife tomorrow they'll be able to set our fears at ease about all the abdominal pain and cramping I've been having for the past three weeks. In the meantime I'm catching up on all the t.v. shows that I've missed since we moved here and decided not to get cable. Daniel has so far brought me the third season of both Boston Legal and Grey's Anatomy and we have season four of GA on pre-order from Amazon.

He's also been making me take medicine for the wracking cough I can't seem to shake, which I hate. I don't know why I dislike medicine and hospitals so much, but I always have ever since I was little. I remember getting hit in the eyebrow with the metal loop on a tetherball at school when I was a kid and laying in the hospital bed trying to tell the doctor jokes so that he'd get distracted and forget that he was supposed to give me stitches. My mom told me the other day that she was so angry at the school personnel that day because they just called her and told her that I was in the office and needed to go home. They didn't mention that I was sitting there gushing blood out of my face and crying, so she didn't hurry. She says she cried and cursed the whole way to the hospital in between trying to keep me from passing out while she drove like a lunatic. Weirdly enough, even though I don't like medicine or hospitals, I seem to really enjoy certain medical shows like Grey's and E.R. I think it's the characters, not so much the setting.