A New Horizon

First things first, I have a story of the day.
My mom went in to get a mole removed from her neck, so very minor surgery.
Her appointment was 10:30. When did we get in?
12:00.
I was furious. I had things to go do, and that was a waste of my time.
We get in, and they offer to let me watch. I've never been squeamish, so I said sure.
But I decided to just watch them do the stitching.
The cutting would still bother me a bit.

I stood up during the stitching, and after about two minutes something wasn't right.
I was dizzy, I was nauseous, and oh crap, I was about to faint.
I wobbled over to a chair and put my head between my legs. The doctors were laughing.
Probably because I said "Oh I'm not squeamish."
Really, I'm not. He said it's a chemical reaction in the brain to the sight of blood.
Anyway, the nurse gave me juice, and my ears were ringing and everything sounded hollow.
My mom told me that means I was literally about to pass out.
I was like, "Damn, I wish I had! Then I'd have an awesome story for my blog!"
My knees were about to go out from under me.

I have NEVER felt faint in my LIFE. I've been dizzy, but never actually about to faint.
I've always wanted to faint though. To see what it's like, to be awake one minute and waking up the next.
So yes, I was disappointed I didn't faint.
But also completely embarrassed that I almost did. The nurse said, "I could tell by the way you were standing that you weren't feeling right."
I was probably wobbly. I could feel myself getting kind of unsteady.
So that was an interesting event.

Second story, happened before that, but was less exciting.
My mom accidentally gave me my sleeping pill instead of my anti-anxiety pill this morning.
I was walking around almost passed out, and then I said something and she went "You mean that pill that was split in the bottle?" "MOM! THAT WAS MY SLEEPING PILL!"
She was laughing hysterically, I was yawning wildly, and now I accuse her of drugging me.

Now for the "New Horizon".
My friend Izzy, the one that makes the charms, has introduced me, via text message, to a guy named Alex.
He's super cute, used to be in the air force, and he's 21.
My mom approves of him because he's not Drew, so that's a plus.
Plus since he was born in January, she says that we're a good astrological match.
I wanted to meet him super soon, and as luck would have it, Izzy called me saying, "Wanna go to a movie with me, Travis, and Alex?" "Hell yes I would, woman!"
So she's picking me up at 4:00 for my first double date sort of thing.
Want to know a big plus?
He likes Twilight.
Hell yes, woman!
So I put on my cutest jeans, a tank top, fluffed my hair, re-did my makeup.
I'm ready man.
And I really want to go bowling too.
I should guilt them.
Izzzzzzzzzzy, I wanna go booooowling.
I'm so twitchy with excitement that I can't point the mouse right. It's ridiculous.

I'll tell you guys how everything goes when I get home, or tomorrow. Depending on how late I get home.
Do I look cute enough to date or what?