Finally made an appointment with my doctor about the whole low iron issue. He decided I need to come in for an office visit so we can "talk" about it and decide what to do. From what his nurse practitioner told me it isn't normal to have low iron like mine has been. The only reason I was even concerned about it was because out of the last four times I went to give blood I was denied for three of them due to my iron being too low. A donators level must be at 38, mine has been hovering around 36. So after much proding by both Bob and my mother I called the doctor this week and scheduled an appointment. We'll see what happens after that.

Today I'm supposed to be working on a story, a localization in news speak, about a guy from around here who was hospitalized with malaria contracted in Liberia. One of the local tv stations did something Thursday night. My Sunday Metro editor, Cathy, caught me Thursday night and asked me to do a follow up while I was in today. I was pretty excited actually. Granted, it's no big expose or big fire type story but it's a start. Hopefully the guy's mother will call me back before I leave at seven.

Tonight we're having my mother's birthday party. My sister had two jobs this week, order the cake and get stuff from Bath & Body Works for the basket. Today when I asked her for an update I got a big song and dance about how she's broke (like I don't aready know that!), she doesn't have time, blah, blah, blah. Then when I asked her to call one of our aunts to remind her about tonight she gave me attitude. Wrong thing to do. The combination of PMS and soreness from my 2-1/2 hours of hockey yesterday made me lose my temper and I yelled at her. It's just frustrating. All I asked her to do was two little things and she couldn't even do that! Sigh. I know she's having a hard time with the job search and is stressed out with school but come on, I've got just as much on my plate if not more and still found time to do what I needed to for tonight! Sigh. I wish I could just disappear for a few days without my cell phone or any phone for that matter and just forget about my jobs, my family and all the other crap that's going on.

I've decided not to go to New York. The more I thought about it, the more it just didn't make sense to me to drive four hours to NYC then turn around and come home again after a long night of drinking. I don't want to miss the trip but with working on Sunday it just makes more sense for me to stay home. One of my friends suggested I take off on Sunday but I can't, I'm already off two weeks in October. So I'll miss seeing my friends and hanging out in the City. Sigh. Being an adult sucks.

I better get going. Cathy just handed another story to me. If I want to get finished in time to get out of here at 7 I need to get cracking. Nothing like a good weather story.