Warning: This post contains discussions of my inner female organs.
I've got this pain in my right side. It's not new... in fact since the Mischievite was born it's been coming more and more frequently and pretty regularly. I'm convinced it's a re-occurring cyst on my ovary.
So last night I lay in bed tossing and turning and wondering (not for the first time in my life) why I wasn't taking pain pills.
This morning I'm sitting on the recliner, laptop pulled up to my stomach so that I can pull my legs up to my tummy as well (not very good for typing posture, but I don't care right now).
As I sat in this protective posture, wondering--again--why I haven't taken an Advil, Ralexwin and our tenant, Elizabeth, walked into the kitchen.
"Cannwin is in pain all over in her stomach." Ralexwin announces to the world at large. "She thinks it's Ovarian Cancer."
Elizabeth looks up in shock.
"No, I don't." I say rolling my eyes.
Ralexwin chuckles at his little joke. "She wishes it was Ovarian Cancer."
"No, I don't! Weirdo." I exclaim. "Why would I want cancer?"
"Admit it, if you got cancer then you could talk about it on your blog and you're hits would go way up."
I roll my eyes.
"You'd be able to explain all of the horrid details and everyone would go 'Oh poor Cannwin! You're so brave' and you'd sky rocket into blog-fame."
"Yes, but then I'd have to go through Chemotherapy and that would make me nauseous and you know how much I like to be nauseous."
Ralexwin just chuckled.
My husband... man of sensitivity.
At least he's worried about how many readers I have. ;)