Blargh

So the package with the Greggia Pullip I sent got lost somehow in the depths of the Post Office, and I'm just only kinda freaking out about that. Seems like the girl has had troubles with the PO recently, and I've forwarded her all the emails USPS sent me (somehow the address is correct in the first email, and then a number off on the delivery confirm? WTF post office?!) I'm just keeping my fingers crossed, but damn if this isn't stressing me out more than I need right now. ><;; They should be getting back to her tomorrow, and she'll then get back to me, and honestly, I just don't want anyone to be out money OR a doll. Because if push comes to shove, she could get her cash back. If the doll is lost, I'm out a doll AND money. *flops*

Also, my doc is being super weird about all these random tests I've had to do. Yes, I understand that it's not PCOS -- although, now she says that another doc thinks it might be a "touch of PCOS" but that it would never cause such high levels of DHEA in my system, and that it's the "adrenal gland tumor." So I guess it's a tumor now and not a "nodule"? *flops* This whole situation is just annoying the bloody hell out of me. I have an appointment with the surgeon tomorrow, I called a little while ago to make sure they got my pelvic ultrasound results, and now I'm just waiting until I hear what he has to say. And people wonder why I get so stressed out and depressed? BECAUSE SHIT LIKE THIS HAPPENS ON A REGULAR BASIS. Holy freakin' hellfire.

I need booze. But since there's none in the house, I will make do with ice cream and Pushing Daisies dvds. -_-