Monday morning should be fun.

And by fun, I mean full of medical and dental excitement.

I have my bumped up doctor's visit at 8 AM on Monday where I am pretty sure they will be referring me to an actual gyno due to sillyness with my lady parts.  In addition to that, I guess my bloodwork is back so we are going to discuss that as well.  Fingers crossed that at least that portion of the visit will be good news.

A nifty 3 hours later I have another dentist appointment, this time with a non-oral surgeon dentist.  I have to get at least 3 cavities filled, so I figured that I may as well do another check-up, a teeth cleaning, and see what it will cost me to get some fillings done.  Upside is at least I already have the x-rays.  And that is code for "thank goodness I don't have to get bitewing x-rays done again since they fucking kill the bones in the bottom of my mouth."

In other news: to support my Peace Corps habit application I am in search of a PT job.  I am sending out positive brainwaves to make that happen.  It would be nice to have the money to pay for my wisdom teeth extraction, fillings, vaccines, and extra medical costs in addition to getting a head start on paying off various credit cards in an attempt to not be perpetually broke.  You know you enjoyed that string of prepositional phrases, I know I did.