Talk. . . .

about the most stupid thing I've done lately.
This one takes the cake, I make Eric come with me to my Dr. appt., the one I thought I had at 9:00 am this morning.
Yeah, one of my better moves, since the half of brain thing is going on. Shit!
I never took it off my calendar and we went to go get test results, that if anything "showed up on" I would have been called since my next appt. isn't until Dec.
I feel like an idiot, and I am so sick of this happening.
I write pretty much everything down, and I still can't quite get it together.
Sigh.