I know that I promised to post weekend pictures yesterday, but my day did not go exactly how I had planned. I went to the doctor for a routine physical for insurance purposes and to find a new doctor to use in town. Everything went exactly as planned until he found out I had never had my blood drawn and highly suggested that I check my levels. Unfortunately I had to agree with him but quickly confessed that I would probably pass out. He laughed and said I would not be the first if it happened. (Not that it made me feel any better.) I asked if I had to do it then or could come back later. He said he had a feeling that I left and said I would come back that I never would return. Upon his leaving the room I felt like I could throw up, then I felt like I was spinning and might pass out, contemplated coming back when Bryan could go with me (decided that was a horrible idea), thought that I could probably bolt out the door to tell them I had changed my mind (I could always find another doctor, right?) and lastly bit my lip telling myself I was only slightly ridiculous and not to cry. Bryan laughed hysterically that I actually considered running out the door. To top all of this off, I told the doctor that I was not crazy. I'm sure I amused his whole office for the morning. Anyway, I got my blood drawn, did not pass out and survived to tell the tale.