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I'm pretty sure a little bit of myself died today. Maybe it was a lot. Either way I died today. I pretty much made my self sick with worry last night. Then this morning my breakfast didn't sit well in my stomach. But alas, I still needed to go...or so everyone says. I can't really say that the doctor was horrible and she made my experience bad, she was really funny and quite sorry that i had to go through this. haha. It was funny when we were talking about birth control and somehow we got on the topic about how i'm not "active" she said that's okay, abstinence works 100 percent. I agreed and said, we'll since i don't want kids for 5 years, I might as well stick to that type of birth control. She laughed. However she didn't take me serious...and i was quite serious. But i did die a little bit, or a lot. Pretty sure if it's a natural part of life...It wouldn't hurt. It's kinda like a child..if they touch a burning stove and it hurts them, they learn and don't do it again...I'm the child that is told don't touch it'll hurt and i listen. And even if i didn't listen i'm pretty sure i'll learn fast. I'm thinking i'm going to dose Ty's drink (as we leave the wedding reception) with some sleeping pills. Then have some laxatives and order some real hot sauce at the restruants in Cabo. No worry. It's either him or me.....