TOO MUCH!

There is too much going on in my little brain. There is too much filling the cavity of my mid-section. There is too much humidity in the air. There is too much laundry to do. There is too much heartburn going on my in esophagus. Much too much!
Me-oh-my. What's a girl to do.
Deal with it I guess.

Anyway.... Katie, Hazel and I went to Target and Babies 'R' Us yesterday to do some returns and new purchases. It was a fun day. Aside from spitting up everywhere Hazel did great. She wasn't fussy for one moment during our adventure. I guess there was enough for her to look at she didn't have time to get bored. She is as cute as she can be! I found out yesterday that my last week with Hazel before she goes off to school is being ROBBED by her mother! Geeze! The nerve. I will miss my days with her so much. What if she starts to cry when I hold her? I can't have that!!! I can't let her forget her favorite Aunt in the world.

Baby in my belly is running out of room! Last night Andy said we should give the baby the nickname of Frijole since is moves around like a Mexican jumping bean. I thought that was pretty funny. Frijole now weighs 4lbs 7 oz and I'm half way done with my 33rd week. i have no new symptoms....THANKFULLY! heartburn....CHECK. Tight uncomfortable belly....CHECK. Peeing 50 thousand times a day...CHECK. Crazy karate chops and yoga moves from Frijole...CHECK! All is in order here with the preggo mama! I am getting the Braxton Hicks contractions a little more often now a days and I am SUPER DUPER UBER tired. I guess I can't complain too much though....others have had it worse. (sorry little one)

Things are moving quickly and I need to catch up to the pace of it all. Mom moves down soon...YAY! (but don't stress or rush yourself mom!!!)

Frijole will be in our lives soon. Very soon!

Hazel is going to school for PETE'S SAKE!!! She sits up on her own and is drinking water out of a sippy cup!




It's all a whirlwind and I don't want to miss one second of it!!!

8 months and counting...

Doctor visit today. I now weigh 132.5 and the baby weighs 4lbs 7 oz. The ultra sound tech said it was a perfect baby. What can I say? I breed perfection. Perfection with a crazy full head of hair.
We tried to get a 4D picture of it's face but all we could get were images that looked like a very scary Halloween monster.

Not what Andy and I were expecting.

Baby is kicking my ribs now. Super comfortable and I think it is tyring to stretch my skin so it has more room. Last night was ridiculous. It felt like it was trying to find another way out. It was doing some exploratory searching. Ya know, maybe it missed something. It made for a very difficult night's sleep. Anyway.... I sleep when I can. Something I guess I have to get used to.

There is only 55 more days until go time. 55 days to get ready for this little monkey. I can't wait. :)

68 days to go

68 days. 68 days and I will have my jabbing, kicking, somersaulting cuddle bug in my arms. So crazy. So amazingly crazy.
My belly is measuring 30 in. I weigh 129.5. And I still feel like the skin on my belly is going to split.

I know pregnancy is filled with individual idiosyncrasies. What is true for one woman is not always true for the next. Some women LOVE being pregnant. (i still think they have a slight chemical imbalance) I think some women are built to endure pregnancy better than others. There is an outline.. a guide of "milestones" that inform you of what you should be going through at any given time. I know that I have it pretty good. As uncomfortable I may be, I know in the grand scheme of being pregnant; I've got it pretty good.

I don't have the swelling that my poor sister had to endure. As she likes to point out, I can still wear my flip flops. My toes are still toes and haven't turned into sausages. I have gained 26.5 pounds and I am 30 weeks...I know that is good. However, I do have obnoxious heartburn. At all times of the day.
It feels good to sit up straight which is turning out to be a good thing for my posture. I can feel movement in my pubic symphysis...the piece of cartilage that connects the two hip bones together. It is a highly strange and uncomfortable twinge of a pain. But apparently normal. It's all a guessing game. You just don't know what symptoms you are going to experience. I guess that is half the fun.

HA! Half the fun. Whatever.

Anyway. I am so excited to meet this child. Excited to see what it looks like. Excited to figure out it's idiosyncrasies. I'm super nervous but I'm ready...emotionally... for this. I'm excited and anxious all at the same time.

Oh yea. I decided not to have an epidural. It's like $1500. No thanks. Even with the 62% discount. It's a bill I'll be paying off for MONTHS, okay, YEARS to come. SO....I decided to endure the pain for one day rather than years.

I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. (sweat is starting to bead on my forehead already) I apologize in advance to anyone who might be in the delivery room for any nasty remark I might make. It's just the pain talkin'!

Week 29

My belly is big and the baby is an acrobat, or dancer or a black belt. It is also a night owl....starting it's nightly dance routine around 10pm. Andy likes to say it is doing it's karate cause apparently boys don't do dance routines. (Andy says it a boy)

All is well with the health though...no cramps. You know what that means to me...
No cramps = no money. :) Oh well....

On a lighter note....I have a crack in my windshield from top to bottom. Cool.

Maybe I should come back when I am not in such a gripey mood.

I go to the doctor next week and then I should have another ultrasound the following week to check on my cervix. Then maybe the doctor will give the ok to go back to work to I can make $70 a week. Yay.

She is pleased with the fact that it has not changed in size...meaning it has not gotten shorter. That is a good thing. So we shall see what happens in a couple of weeks.
Our shower is in a couple of weeks and that means I get to see mom!!!! YAY!!!! I am very excited to see mom. I wish she could stay longer but I will take what I can get.

Week 27.

Well..I'm on week 27 out of the 40 week epic journey of creating a human.

I'm growing a human being. A real live honest to God person.

It is the most amazing, beautiful, craziest thing I have ever done. It is an absolute WONDER to me how amazing the human body is. It's one thing to feel strange movements in your belly area and go "Oh...the baby is moving" but to really sit and think about what you just said...It's nothing short of a miracle. Totally crazy but a miracle.

I LOVE the idea of being a mom. I LOVE to day dream about what this little child will look like, sound like, act like. I never knew if I would ever be a mom, if I was ready for that change or if it would ever even happen. I am 37, ya know, these aren't farm fresh eggs anymore people. But now that there is a person growing in my belly that is half me and half the man I love, I can't imagine NOT being a mom. Being with Hazel through these early stages of her life just makes me so excited to go through them with my child. The love that is literally tangible between Katie and her little Hazel is intoxicating. I love to see that. I want to give my little critter all the love and strength that I didn't even know I was capable of. Only 90 days to go.....

woa.

Now...I have to be honest and admit that I am not a fan of being pregnant. No. Not really.
Can we talk about the heartburn. The heartburn that has reached an all time high of annoyance and discomfort. Or the feeling that if I stretch too far my belly might detach from my body. How bout the fact that I can't sleep at all cause I have a basketball duct taped to my mid-section. It's a pain in my arse ordeal just to turn sides in the middle of the night. I really love the fact that I can eat ONE grape and feel like I just ate Thanksgiving dinner. When I say to people that I "feel full" they just look at me like I'm a pathetic retard. Maybe cause I say it with such disgust. But they just don't understand the feeling of wanting to unbutton and unzip your belly. Now I know all you mom's out there say..I know, I know....but that isn't really comforting. But what else are they gonna say. "It sucks doesn't it?" or "hahahahaha better you than me" No. I don't think so. I know I'll say the same thing when ever that time comes. But right now, It's my time to complain!

ok.. That is out of my system. Phew!

All is well with the rest of the family. I so love being close to everyone. I may not be a big fan of Florida but I love my family to pieces.

Rain

I used to hate it when it rained and thunder used to scare me when I was little. But now...I LOVE it. I love the way it smells when it rains. The sound of thunder is a beautiful sound of nature. Maybe I love it so much more now because in the summer in SWFL it is too stinking hot not to welcome a good soak from Mother Nature. When I look outside though I feel like it should be cold. Like I should have to put on a coat when I go outside. It's really disappointing when the realization that is is 100% humidity and 95 degrees outside. Andy and I were looking at real estate in North Carolina (just for fun mind you) and I think that was a bad idea. Don't get me wrong...I love living here because this is where I grew up and this is where my family is. But if I could transplant the WHOLE family to a place where we could enjoy the seasons...I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Now Poe...Poe feels much differently than I do. Poor Posey. She starts hyperventilating and pacing. Shaking and panting. Too bad Ceasar Milan only takes cases in California. Listen here Poe...I have calm energy about thunder storms so why aren't you reading that about me. Come on Poe. I won't encourage your behavior and I'll just ignore you as you shake and pant and drool all over the place.

Dog days of Pregnancy

Today is an uncomfortable day. Ranging from about 8-10. It started off ok and then I think I ate tooo much BBQ and it's been down hill from there. Trinity launched it's First Annual Fishing Tournament today and Dad, Andy, Dave, Burt Warner and his son all were in a boat. They won the Rubber Boot award for catching the strangest fish...a lizard fish and a sting ray. Katie, Drew, Hazel and I met them all afterwards for the awards ceremony and lunch. It was a crazy good BBQ buffet and I piled it on my plate. And it was good. It was a fun day and I am glad that Dad, Andy and Dave were able to spend some time together but man....I feel like this child is going to explode out through my belly button. It's awful. uugh.

Andy and Drew just left to go pick up one of her friends and then head down to the beach and maybe walk around and I had to pass...As much as I don't like the beach I love spending time with them and would have loved to go but baby says "no way mama, not today, I'm gonna keep kickin until you sit your butt down on that couch." I don't how long they will be down there since it looks like the heavens are about to dump a heavy rain storm on us.

Anyway...Maybe a donut will help me get through the day. :)

Today....I register

Today a caravan is heading up to Babies'R'Us to register for the little booger doing gymnastic routines and lighting off fireworks in my belly. It is a little surreal that we are going to pick out stuff for "MY" baby. Not somebody else's. I went up there the other day while Andy was at a hockey game. I figured I'd get a head start. Yea. Whatever. The only thing I really know I want now is the bedding....crickets. SOOOOO cute. But that is it and that was EASY. A no-brainer.
Everything else....that's a different story. The whole stroller issue just makes me break out in hives. I don't understand why it is so confusing. Why there has to be soooo many. We would like a jogging stroller. Ya know, cause I'm such an avid jogger. But seriously, I've heard that they are a little easier to maneuver (if you don't get a "true" jogging stroller and get one with a swiveling front wheel) I don't know. I just don't know. But when I went to the store they only had 3. Three. 1.2.3. Online they have like 8 pages worth. What am I supposed to do with that.

Anyway... That is why I am taking my team. Katie,Andy and Drew. I'm not too sure if Drew will really care which stroller I get but at least Katie has been through it and Andy has too...not to mention he is a very hands-on shopper. I think I will leave the stroller issue till the end. I'm excited to register though. Baby stuff is so fun. It's not like registering for a wedding. You don't really get too excited about a serving piece or a plate with delicate flowers on it, but cute adorable bedding with crickets on it and a fun play mat. Hell yeah! And I start to think about the little baby who will be sleeping in that bedding or learning to grab things in that play mat and it makes it even more exciting.

The house in coming along. Not at a rapid pace by any means but things are happening and starting to get organized. We are having a yard sale at the end of the month which will clear out alot of space. Nothing like the last minute huh? Well, that's my motto. Why do it early when you can be frantic and do it last minute? Except for my taxes. Those are always done in January.

It's June.

It's June. 2010 Where in the WORLD does the time go?

Drew is going to "graduate" from 6th grade. What? She wears make-up and has boyfriends. She sleeps with her phone and says things like.."yea, I had a CRAZY year this year.' What? She's 12. I've only been a part of Drew's life for 3 years and this is a big adjustment for me. I can't imagine how Andy feels. I take Drew to school about once a week. In the beginning of the school year she WANTED me to get out and walk with her to her class room, hang out and then I got a big hug, a kiss and an I love you. Then it went to.."you can just drop me off" but I still got the hug. Now...as she approaches her last days as a 6th grader ...it's a quick out the door with a "bye, Guda, love you!" It's true what they say....they do grow up fast. At least I get a "love you"

Hazel is, well, just plain adorable. Stinking awesome. She is growing too....despite she is not getting any plumper but she is growing out of clothes. She is learning to use her hand to grab things to bring them to her Little open mouth so she can suck on anything and everything. She is learning to use her vocal cords very well some days. I love more than anything the time I get to spend with her. It is so special to me. I love her big goofy smiles and her sounds. I love how she laughs and sometimes when she is eating she has her hands clutched so tight together she looks like she if praying. It is an amazing thing to watch my sister with her daughter. Hazel lights up when she sees Katie. Her smile is priceless. I guess I could say the same about Katie.

As for me...well my belly is getting larger by the second. Some days it feels like the skin in literally going to peel back. It is NOT comfortable. Now, I have to say that I am very excited and have never felt such peaceful anticipation for the unknown, but I am not getting the euphoria that some women talk about when they are pregnant. I am for the most part UNCOMFORTABLE all the time. I think these women who talk about how great the actual process of being pregnant is haven't been pregnant in a VERY LONG time. I actually want to scrub my tub...but I can't cause I, well, just can't. I might pass out from lack of oxygen. I want to put my shoes on like a normal person.
Anyway.....I can't wait to meet this child and start our little family. Time goes by so fast. I try to enjoy every day for what it is. Good or bad cause this is it. There is no point in wallowing in the past (if wallowing really is a word) I love my life. I love everything about it...all the good and all the bad cause every bit of it has made me who I am today and brought me right where I'm supposed to be.

I have a short cervix

Yesterday I went to another ultrasound to get some better pictures of the little baby's heart. I was having some pretty uncomfortable cramping that day and when I told the ultrasound tech, Donna, she said "that concerns me". Great. Basically, due to the Leap surgery I had about 12 years ago to remove some tissue on my cervix, I now have a shortened cervix. The pain I was feeling is the baby pushing on the cervix. So now, my doctor says that I can't work for 3 weeks. She wants me off my feet so as not to aggravate my cervix anymore. The weight and stimulation of "activity" can cause the cervix to begin to efface early and possibly begin to dilate. We don't want that. We want the baby to be fully grown before is decides to come out. Baby is about 1.2 lbs. That is too too tiny to come into the world just yet.
It's a slight cause for stress. One, I don't want to do anything to cause a premature delivery. Two, I don't have any money as it is and now the small contribution that I did get from Pazzo's is now gone. yikes. Place brown paper bag to mouth and begin to hyperventilate.
AND....I haven't heard back from Medicaid (too soon) AND I don't have insurance. AND my doctor set me up on a payment plan for the cost of the delivery...which actually is a good deal but since my prenatal care began a little later than most, my payments are higher. So, I was told in one day that I couldn't work but you have to pay us $900 a month. ok. Sure. No problem.
Anyway.... Baby is doing great. He/she has SUPER long legs. It takes after it's daddy. It is so cool to see it. I can't wait to meet her or him. It's only a matter of months now. And it may be sooner than expected. Baby weighs about 1.2lbs....according to what I have read that weight would put the baby at about 24 weeks...or else I am going to have a BIG baby. I'm going with the first theory that my original due date is off. It wouldn't surprise me too...I'm not exactly sure about the date of the end of my last period. That was all the way back in December. Geeze.
So now it is looking like the middle of September. HOLY MOLEY!!!!! I guess I better get a move on with the preparations. :)

It's February and it's still cold

February is here and I have been wearing sweaters and jackets since December. Now, don't think I'm complaining...I'm not. I'm quite happy but just not prepared for it. Half of my "winter wardrobe" is packed away in a pod at the Flinn Records and Storage Company. When I moved all my things from Katie's I figured I would only need a few warm things to last me the few weeks of really cold weather. Naturally this year would be one of the coldest and longest SWFL has seen in many many years. Figures.
Well, aside from all the chilly weather my time is filled with school, work and trying to commandeer as much baby time as I can with my new little niece. That is proving to be quite hard with out a car. Hazel seems to be at her best in the mornings....and I manage to make my way over in the afternoon when she is crying her poor little heart out. It's just so sad it breaks your heart. All I want to do is hold her but I try not to be too pushy so as not to take away from Katie and Dave. I don't want to invade their space too much so I try and not go over there all the time...but like I said...I can't really go over there all the time anyway because I don't have a car. Fun times.
Speaking of fun times.... Hazel is the sweetest thing I have ever laid eyes on. She is so precious and I love watching Katie and Dave with her. I miss her terribly. Who knew I would miss someone so much who doesn't really even know who I am. I wish I could go over there everyday and see her all the time. I was so excited when Katie called to ask if I wanted my first babysitting job. Katie is getting her hair cut on Monday so that means I get Hazel ALL TO MYSELF for about an hour. I don't care if she screams her cute little turtle head off for that hour at least I will be the only one there to hold her. :) I'm thankful that I live here in Naples so close to Katie during this time and so thankful for the relationship that we have as sisters.
So...that is about it. Everything else going on isn't quite as adorable as Hazel....aside from Andy. Everything in our relationship is as it should be...wonderful. He is the other thing I am thankful for. I'm glad Katie kept the pressure on for me to move back to Naples...otherwise we may have never had the chance to meet up again. That would have been a tragedy.
School, is well, school. Microbiology sucks and so does the teacher who is attemping to teach it. I had a "program interview" for the dental program last Friday....which I was so grossly unprepared for it was borderline comical. To put it lightly, I botched it. Grace under pressure...I am not. Let's just hope that they don't really base much on the interview part. Lord I hope not. If two of the professors say to you (after you have already answered the question) "Would you like me to read the question again?" You are safe to assume that you screwed up. Maybe they will take pitty on me since my face was slowing turing a deep shade of crimson and my voice took on this deep raspy tone, like I had a cold or something. I just wanted to get up and start running. At one point I started laughing cause I just couldn't believe some of the idiodic things that were coming out of my mouth. Maybe it is interviews like mine that prompted the program to add 'Intro to Speech' into their course requirements. Good Lord.
And yes....I'm still looking for a car because the Alero took a big coolant crap on me and died. But the car thing is so frustrating I don't even want to talk about it and I don't know how car salesmen can sleep at night.
Anyway....that is about it in a nut shell.

busy busy bee

So much has gone on in the last couple of months....Katie's shower, Thanksgiving, Halloween, mom visiting, school, snow-birds arriving which equals more work....Finals in school are this week and next week. I don't ever seem to have enough time to study. Go figure.
Katie's shower has come and gone....Just like Christmas. I had so much fun preparing for it. Megan and I pulled out our creative caps and went to town with a beautiful and fun bird theme. I just had the best time getting it all together, It was a very busy week the week before the shower. And then. Then it was all over :( Just like Christmas. She and Dave had a great time...I hope and their nursery is looking so cute. I'm so excited to meet this little booger.....I mean that in the most affectionate way possible. Mom was in town for the shower and it was so amazing to see her and spend time with her. I miss her tons!
The following week was Thanksgiving, Andy, Drew, Katie, Dave, Marquis and her newly engaged fiance Andrew all spent Thanksgiving dinner together. It was a great dinner and the gravy panic express wasn't so bad this year...Maybe we are actually getting the hang of it. :)
The rest of my days have been filled with school and work. It will be nice when I am not working at night and on the weekends. Actually I don't know what I will do with myself. It is going to be a crazy adjustment.
Well....that is all for now. Nothing too exciting, nothing too riveting just planin old me and my life.....

My brain doesn't want to get it....

Chemistry. It should be a four letter word. I struggle. Really struggle. It's like a bad game of Tug-a-War. Just when I think I might be gaining some ground it gets pulled out from right underneath my common sense. Uugh. I have a hard enough time with the generic idea of chemistry....sharing protons and electrons, stealing and giving electrons, ionic compounds...all of the "charged particles" that make up every bit of substance. I have a hard time grasping that. I just envision microscopic Tasmanian devils spinning around and around and somehow all these atoms and molecules make up my arm, or this key board. What? Then if that isn't bad enough my professor seems to have a love affair with math and throws conversions and exponents at me from left field. Our ENTIRE Chemistry Lab (note the word "lab") has been Math. Worksheets of word problems. I think my head might explode some days. No wonder I've been getting so many headaches, I have a permanent frown on my face due to serious confusion. I thought "Lab" was experiments. Nope. It's math. Lab = Hell. My only saving grace is my lab partner who is about the same age as me and just as lost. So together we seem to hammer some sense into our brains. There is light at the end of the tunnel....I think, or maybe that's just from an aneurysm

Her favorite toy

This is without a doubt Daisy's FAVORITE toy....this ripped up, run over, deflated aqua blue soccer ball is her pride a joy. She walks around with it in her mouth with such pride and honor. Shows it off the the dog across the street. She gets very possesive of it if you get too close to it and as you can see gets VERY excited if you hold it up in front of her. "Throw it! Yes! I want it! Throw it!!!" she barks at me. But she knows that when she is done playing with it, it is an outside toy only and she politely leaves it at the front door. I love this about her....

Family visits

This past weekend Andy's sister, Tina, came into town for a visit to celebrate their mom's birthday. I remember Tina from high school but never really knew her so it is fun for me to be able to spend some time with her and get to know her a little better. Both her and Andy have their mom's spectacular sense of humor. It's very dry and very witty. All three of them together crack me up. It was a trip that I hope was somewhat relaxing for Tina, we went to the Beach Club one day for swimming and to see who could find the prettiest coquina. We went out to eat..ALOT, Alice Sweetwater's, Sushi-Tai Too, Moravela's...yum yum. Drew spent the weekend with us too so it was a full house. Lots of laughing and giggling going on. It meant alot to Ann to have Tina here for her birthday. Tina stayed with us so it was so nice to be able to spend all that time with her and not have too much planned.

Man, I'm a Slacker

I am HORRIBLE about updating this thing, I love to read everyone elses blogs but then when it comes to mine...well. I sort of fizzle out. Go figure. Put everyone else first and you run out of steam for yourself.
On a lighter note...In just a few short months (5 to be exact) I'm going to be the proud Aunt of another NIECE!!!! I am so excited for my sister. I might have possesive issues when she is born...I'm already constantly looking at K8's registries almost everyday oohing and awwing over how cute it all is....I mean, come on AL. Get a grip. Needless to say I will be willing to babysit ANY TIME!!! When my other niece, Grace, was born it was fun to go see her as a baby and watch her change and grow, but I only got to do that every couple of months. With K8 I'll get to see the little one everyday. It makes me grin ear to ear just thinking about it. K8 and Dave might get sick of "date night" and make Dad and I stop taking the baby.
I don't have any fun pictures to put up....K8 has all the ones from the "Big Reveal" night when we found out it was a little girl. So other than think about the baby (see, i act like it's mine) I'm plowin through school. It's a lot of work but I'm actually enjoying it. well, not the Chemistry but everything else...yes.
So...(K8 and mom, since these are the only two people who read this hee.hee.) I'm gonna go study.

It's about time!!!

So...my sister and I became good friends when I was in college.....then we became great friends and now she is my best friend. When Katie moved back to Florida she kept trying to get me to move back down here. She tried. And tried and then tried a little harder. 5 years later it worked. And now that I have been living 5 minutes away from her (after of course when I was living in the guest bedroom) I can't imagine ever living anywhere she is not. But now she has just sealed the deal...she's gonna have a baby! I can't move hundreds of miles away from that! (not that there are any plans in ANY near future) If one moves...it's a package deal....we ALL move. I'm so excited for her, so happy. It's a blessing they weren't sure was going to become a reality for them. It's been a hard and emotional ride up until now. Katie and Dave are a strong and committed couple. They love each other completely and honestly. They are going to be incredible parents. I am looking forward to being able to be a part of my new niece/nephew's (niece) life on a day to day basis. K8 & Dave sure do have a solid babysitting staff...Dad and I. I'm so proud of my little sister and am so thankful and blessed to have her in my life....
and the new little peanut!!!

Kinda creepy.

It's raining..it's pouring, the old man is snoring.....
He went to bed and Bumped his head and wouldn't get up in the morning...
Not a very pleasant Nursery Rhyme. It's actually a little disturbing.
I found another version which is just down right odd...
It's raining, it's raining
There's pepper in the box
and all the little ladies
are holding up their frocks...
Uh, Excuse me?
What on earth is that supposed to mean? I don't even want to speculate.

Just Another Day....

So much for the "This day in history"
It was boring me to tears...and I don't need any more help with boredom these days.
I'm suffering from Chronic Acute Boredom. Or CAB. I suspect there will be more reported cases as the recession drags on.
Symptoms:
Rapid speaking when ever another human being is present.
Brain cells denaturing due to excessive t.v.
Too much day dreaming.
Big Lists with not enough check marks....
Wait, is it boredom or laziness?
I say. Boredom. oh yea...and poverty.

Diet of Worms

I don't know if anyone reads this blog let alone the "This day in history.." tag that is at the top. I added it my page in hope that it would provide some interesting and noteworthy information. So far that is not the case. Most of the tid-bits are pretty obscure and not all that interesting to read about. If the Diet of Worms was actually about just that...well, it might prove to be worth reading. But, it's not. It has to do with the bible. Yep. A man named Martin Luther was speaking out against The Church and well.... people just didn't like it. And here I thought I was going to be reading about someone who discovered that a diet of worms was like finding the Fountain of Youth. That would be worth reading. Oh well.
I'm taking a break from my studies in Anatomy. Time to get back to the nitty-gritty.