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look at my snaggletooth punkin! after many days of hanging on for dear life, that darn tooth came out yesterday. the absent-minded tooth fairy failed to make an appearance last night, for which she will be reprimanded harshly.

they tell me that change is good. i actually made it to the gym this morning! while i didn't stay quite as long as i had planned, i am proud that i went at all. i am still feeling like someone sucked the energy out of me with a giant syringe. fortunately, the hot/cold flashes seem to have gone away and i did eat a complete dinner last night. progress...

one really good thing about being a counselor is that it gets me out of myself. for an hour at a time, i try to understand someone else's reality. it's very cool being able to share the triumphs as well as the trials and it always makes me feel grateful for the life i have.

i got an email from a friend this morning who just recovered from a double mastectomy. she has a spot on her lung that the doctors think is a non-threatening condition, but are going to biopsy just to make sure. she thought it would be a simple outpatient procedure, but it looks like she'll be hospitalized for a few days because the process involves getting close to major organs. reading that email made me feel sick about my own whining. it could always be worse. there are people out there in far worse situations than my friend.

it just seems like life is uphill both ways sometimes.