Today is the day!

Today is the day! The big appointment! I can’t wait to hear what this new doctor has to say. I’m nervous about what might happen and of course, I freaked myself out by doing too much research on the subject. Now I’m praying he doesn’t say the dreaded “Premature Ovarian Failure”. I had strange dreams last night about these Velcro eggs (like the ones in E’s kitchen set) and going to the doctors. Gee, I wonder what that could have represented? Nothing like the psyche trying to work the obvious out, right?