Tomorrow:
10 a.m. w/ReproEndo Guy.
I already know I've gained weight; so I know that the visit will leave me feeling like an utter failure.
2 p.m. Shrink.
Going to him because if I go thru the gastric bypass I sense that life won't be worth living (just one of the assortment of reasons I am driven to see him). I not-so-secretly hope that I'll just die on the table. Better to be mutilated and die than to continue on as if nothing is wrong.
High point of the day (I hope):
Catch some of the Columbus Day parade, and a burger and beer at Burger Joint @ Parker Le Meridien. Perhaps.
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