143 days...

Just when I feel sick enough to break down and go to the doctor, a shred of hope appears on the horizon. I feel a little bit better today; my sinuses are more clear, my throat only hurts when I cough, and there have been moments that I could breathe out of BOTH nostrils! So...i didn't go to the doctor today. I hope that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass.

Today is my father's birthday. I texted him to wish him a happy birthday and promised to call later, but I haven't been able to bring myself to call him back yet. Our relationship, while it has improved, is still not a good one. We get a long, but only on a friendship level.

This has made me consider the role of a male figure in our future child's life. For once in my life, I wish I knew more men. Amz and I know a wonderful couple who would be great role models to anyone, not just children of their favorite lesbians. I am hoping that they'll be willing to be in our child's life, especially if we have a son. Lee is smart, loves all kinds of sports, video games, and tech stuff. Krystle is one of the nicest, most caring, and giving individuals I know, and she is a good influence on everyone she meets. I think they'd make great god-parents. I hope that's something they'll be interested in when the time comes...