I was running all over like crazy today but I don't seem to be too tired, which is good. I had one last visit with my cardiologist. I love my cardiologist. Not only because he made me better, but because he made me famous in his office. Everyone knows me. "Hi Shelby! I gotcha checked in!" says CeeCee, the receptionist. "Hi Shelby, how are you feeling?" says a nurse walking by. "Hey Shelby" says the weight/blood pressure/heart rate nurse. This is what you get for being a fabulous success story. I do have one more cardiology appointment, this time to check my ICD, so I'll be back in the office next week, but this was my last visit with Dr. Schroeder.
I also got my hair cut. I got a cute bob. It looks very European, very Amelie. It will be easy for my hair to grow out this way too, and I shouldn't have a problem describing the style to a German (or British, if we go to London for haircuts) stylist. Ah, but a good stylist is like...is like...is like a good stylist. Worth their weight in gold. Jennifer's the best!Posted by Shelby at January 21, 2004 07:46 PM