So life has returned to a relative normal state.
I am down to going to the doctors once a week to once ever other week, with one of my doctors and once a month with the other.
Yeah yeah yeah.
::does victory dance::
I mean it's pretty exciting.. in comparison to twice a week.
Dr. D she is my physical therapist now... and she told me that my pelvis is calming down...
Goals. You have to love it when your doctor can track your pelvic muscle on a computer.
I am supposed to go "potty" with a stool now like a 6 year old's who feet can reach the floor...
This is real. I don't have a stool though. It really doesn't go with my bathroom decor. So instead I just try to prop my feet up on the tub, a stall door, toilet paper holder, the wall; really anything that's readily available to me.
You are welcome for that killer visual.
The shame I have ever had for talking about anything to do with my body is completely gone.
I might still be uncomfortable with the way I look or other things in regards to my physical appearance but, what happens to my body due to this...
I don't want people to be scared to talk about what happens to their bodies because it is scary. It's absolutely terrifying. Especially when there is nothing about it out there. People are too worried about what others will think.
Screw it. This is me.
Here is a minor update in the life of Ole Kels....
Doing real good with the big girl job.
Started seeing this pretty decent individual.
Going to Colorado with the Fam.
I still don't like wheat bread.
I got roofied recently.
My sister is getting married in less than a month.
And I have to make a speech at it...
Okay I might need to address this real quick
So.. I have to give a speech at this wedding.. okay totally cool.. I get it.. It comes with the whole Maid of Honor thing but.... BUT...
I am absolutely horrendous at public speaking..
I black out.. I say even more embarrassing things than I originally was going to do...
and sometimes... just sometimes.. I vomit...
I failed public speaking. And I retook the class and made a D.. this is where we are at.
And yes, I know I can write it down and that would be fine but...
I am dyslexic... I will butcher the shit out of this speech in a way that will be talked about
for years to come. I literally have no idea what I am going to say either..
Should I start off with a joke?
How many of ya'll slept with the groom or bride raise your hands?!
No... that would be one step too far.
Should I make it super serious?
Loving, Giving, Receiving, Sacrifice are components to a lasting relationship.
I mean that is some good stuff but I want them to know it's coming from me not something I found off a Wedding Card from Hallmark.
Or I could just talk about the first time she helped me put in a tampon.
It's fine I will figure it out..
Well this concludes another episode of into Kelsey's mind...