Okay, so some of you know that on Friday I had to have a pretty painful biopsy done (think Farrah Fawcett and what she died of and you know what I am dealing with here). I am in pain. More pain than my last surgery. So, of course, I haven't been staying awake late - would you??? The doctor gave me nothing for pain. I had just a few pain pills from long ago so they only lasted the weekend. My husband was leaving to go out of town for a few days on business (I am quite used to this by now, no biggie anymore) and he was upset this morning because I feel asleep on the couch last night. I am SOOO sick of him getting upset because of how things affect him. Get a chunk taken from your butt, buddy, and let's see how long you want to deal with it! He thinks because I fall asleep, I must not love him and want to spend time with him. Grrr....no, that doesn't mean that at all - it means I have had a pain-filled day and am done with it! I get the results on Friday and since I am SO anxiety ridden normally, I told the doctor not to call me with the results because I know I will freak out completely when I see her number and I will be in the office. Instead, I want to be mentally prepared when I open the results. I can't go through another surgery...ugh. I am trying so hard not to worry until they tell me I need to, but it is sooo hard. On a happy note, I broke down and bought my first real Coach handbag. I got so tired of buying the knock offs and having them fall apart on me. So, I went to the outlet store and got a big handbag and matching checkbook wallet for $200. husband choked when I told him how much I paid, but originally it was almost $600 for the set! I got a heck of a deal - they took 50% off the price and then had coupons for another 30% off your entire purchase - winning!! It is the first real handbag I have bought myself in all these years I have been busting my butt - I am going to enjoy it. And yes, so far I see there is a major difference between a good handbag and a cheap one...I won't be buying the knock offs anymore.... Thanks for letting me vent - my anxiety is through the roof and I don't talk about it to many people, because come on, how many people you want to tell that you had a chunk of skin removed from your anus???