D-Day

Today is D-Day. No, fools, not date day... DOCTOR DAY.

I am going to be seeing Dr. Kessler today for the first time in 12 years... I am nervous. The last time I saw him, I kind of yelled at him and made a total fit in the office. He told me that I wouldn't swim again and that my marathon dreams (ha - trust me there weren't any of those at that time) were through. AND that I couldn't drink on Coumidin.

Telling me that I couldn't swim was one thing but NOT drinking? I think I might have actually said to him "You are telling me that I can't swim... and now that I can't drink? Don't you know I am a college sophomore for goodness sake... at ECU... I need to drink. You can't take that too" I know that it sounds like I was/am an alocholic (which I wasn't/am not) but I was a young fool and didn't know any better (and for the record, you can drink on Coumadin, which I learned a little later). Long story short, I made a HUGE fool of myself. He sees people dying every day and I was worried about drinking.

So today I am seeing him for the first time - I am definitely going to be apologizing for my immature foolish outburst. I hope he doesn't remember me...

Anyway - keep an eye on the blog and facebook this weekend -- I am working on a video for the Best Dive Job and personally, I think it is going to be pretty legendary (simply because I am AWESOME and should win and be sent to Bali... well that is my personal opinion anyway)

Please keep the comments coming -- there are only 23 days left so HOOK IT UP PLEASE -- here is the link if you made a comment already. :)