Mortified.

I was walking around in Wal-Mart today with Alice, during the 45 segment of time between picking up the girls from school.

In the baby toys section, I saw a friend of mine. Then a realization.

Her baby’s birthday party was Sunday. We were invited. We RSVPed that we were coming. And then I completely forgot about it.

Alice WAS sick with an ear infection, and I think she slept from about 12 until 3 that day, so she slept through the party anyway. But I’m just APPALLED that not only did I forget about it, I forgot about it for FOUR DAYS.

Damn and doubledamn.

I’m so embarrassed. So incredibly embarrassed. I hate it when I do stuff like that. I apologized profusely, and hopefully she got how mortified I was. I don’t know her very well. And hmm… I’m guessing I’m not going to get to know her very well now, either. 🙁

Here’s the kicker — it’s even written on the calendar, clearly, which I have referred to multiple times this week.

*sigh*

Update

Had my 10-week checkup today (yeah, so it’s been almost 11 weeks, whatever)…

Anyway. Everything looks pretty good, and the surgeon is very pleased with the outcome (so am I, since I am no longer afraid to go out in public. None of you, except Jerry, can possibly understand how liberating this is to me).

I have some “granulating tissue” around the wound, which is now very small — about the size of the tip of a Q-tip, I guess. Granulating tissue is, according to what I just read by googling, the formation of outgrowths of new capillaries, and is very important in the healing process. Wounds that do not granulate require further intervention by a medical professional because they’re not getting blood supply. Or something.

This wound, however, is trying to close. He apparently decided that something wasn’t quite right about it, so he chemically cauterized (ouch) the granulating tissue to help things along. Maybe to stimulate further granulation? I don’t know.

I have another appointment in a month, to make sure it’s all closed up and doing what it’s supposed to be doing.

Again, I have nothing but great things to say about the entire staff of that office. They have been a blessing in my life. Never thought I’d say that about a butt doctor, but there it is. I’ll actually be kinda bummed (har-dee-har-har) that I won’t be seeing them all so regularly (har-dee-har-har again).

Take your fiber.

Apple

I think I had an apple today. I can’t remember. So I guess I’ll have another one. Or a pear. Yeah, probably a pear, before they get too soft and mealy. But at least an apple.

Because you know what they say…. “An apple a day keeps the laxatives away.”

What? They don’t say that?

Well, they should.

Off to see the doctor for my 10-weeks check tomorrow. The wound is alllllllllmost closed. Praise Allah.