Update to the previous post...

So I'm in Raleigh right now catching up with friends and my mom calls me laughing her head off.

When we last left I gave you the run down of my plans for Sat with the doc and the wedding. Well nothing ever goes exactly as planned. The plan: when I return to the doc that afternoon to have my TB test read I should be able to walk right in, have them look and see I'm fine, then sign off and leave. Something told me it wouldn't be that easy. Perhaps it was the ambulance I see with its lights flashing parked at a side entrance to the PrimeCare as I pulled in. Or maybe it was the man laying on the sidewalk in front of the main entrance as if he was dead. I knew when I walked in it was easier said then done. So I go in (donned in soccer shorts, button down polo, and fancy wedding hair and makeup) talk to the same lady from a few hours early, tell her about the guy outside, and was told to have a seat the doc would be with me shortly. I sit in one of the 2 only chairs available-- the one NOT beside a woman wearing a mask. Are you kidding me? If I get the freggin swine flu I'm gonna be pissed! I wait a bit, they call me back, sign me off, and I'm on my way.

Why did my mom call me? Well she goes to get a pedicure today and starts talking to the lady about her weekend. The lady told me mom she didn't have a good one. Her husband got hurt and they had to take him up the PrimeCare to have it checked out. She then proceeded to tell my mom just what a zoo it was: ambulances, a man laying on bricks, a lady with a mask, and a girl with TB. ERK! Then the their conversation went a little something like this: "what time were you up there?" "oh about 2 or so" "was the girl with TB dressed oddly?" "as a matter of fact she was, she sat across from me and was very done up but dressed sloppy" "that girl doesn't have TB, she's my daughter!!" "no the girl I'm talking about got called back by a doc for TB" "that's her, she got called back to have a TB test read so she can teach here, she just moved home and had to get all her shots and stuff, but she's fine, she doesn't have TB" "oh, whew, I just knew when I got home from the doc saturday I was gonna have the swine flu and TB from being up there all afternoon."

Luckily my mom calmed her fears (and hopefully saved her from telling everyone at the walmart, piggly wiggly, CVS, and belks) that there is a girl running around Kernersville with TB. That stuff is no joke!

Song of the post: I'll have to get back to you on that. I'll update you on my wedding weekend and beach/Raleigh times soon too! Promise :)