I´m really not the best at handling disappointment.
Especially when my physical ability is below any kind of acceptable level.
My tolerance for crap and people not doing their job is low..Oh so low.
This pregnancy has been ok until a few weeks ago.
Then Mr. SPD made his oh so spectacular presence known.
I am in week 34 so pretty pleased  considering that my friend Malin had the one and same man visiting from week 20.
Still..NOT the morning today for putting on my dancing shoes.
“Lucky me!” I thought this morning..i have doctor’s appointment at 09:30 so we can see what can be done to evict said gentleman.
The the doc´s office secretary rang and informed me that the good Doc was home sic today on this first day of winter (40cm of snow).
Coincidence?
I don’t think so.
She then proceeded with letting me know that there were no available appointments with the on-call-doctor today.
Not an acceptable answer today.
I had a new appointment today at 15:00 after about 2 min of conversation.
One could think I was happy about that.
But no.
Hormones suck.
 
I have an orange to eat.
Until later.