Another day another dollar...I wish I had a dollar for everyday I had to lay here...actually I think I deserve like $50 a day...I'll just take it out of milli's hide when he gets here...just kidding. So I am going to try and write without complaining...but if I start complaining, turns out this is my blog and I can do what I want...I think I might be becoming bitter...

So I go to the doctor again tomorrow...I need to remember to ask her how much milli weighs now. She does a bunch of measurements through the sonogram, and then the computer spits out an estimated weight...according to my calculations he should be 4 pounds...Why doesn't that make me feel any better? I guess b/c I don't want to see anything less than a 6lb 8oz baby, which is what Kaylyn was...

I still have these stitches in my hand where they did the biopsy on my mystery sores...it is only 2 stitches, but I guess I have to go back to the dermo to get her to take them out...by the way my hand looks about the same as yesterday, it is taking its sweet time getting better...I still wouldn't go out in public without it being wrapped up b/c people would definitely stare, and it would probably scare some people...let's just say I wouldn't want to shake hands with myself.