Well shoot and dang it all, ya all did not go to the right Catholic School but I did ...and Sister Mary did not use a ruler but a long "pointer" stick which she could sneak up behind me and whack on my desk....nearly wet my granny panties.
You should have left that calculator alone as 11 sounded good.
This is my week of sheer terror and drinking "berry" flavored contrast along with receiving a shot of some crazy dye that makes me feel like I am going to wet my grannie panties too. I am beginning to think I should wear my attends all the time.
Good thing I can laugh a little today as usually by this time on Sunday before tests I am in high anxiety and nothing but a ball of tears.
Watch for mail this week and also a box. The box is empty so don't go getting all excited.
I am always here to support you or anyone else that is looking for help. My email is open - my cancer is not breast but colon.
and Heart/Cardiovascular Disease. "She Stood in the Storm & When the Wind Did Not Blow Her Away, She Adjusted Her Sails."