So I’ve talked with everyone I needed to talk with (kinda surprised I got hold of everyone today).
Gynecologist said that there was little risk (chance?) of me having had a miscarriage.
Doctor said my skin is like that, unpredictable, and that’s why I go to checkups every three to four months. She wouldn’t promise me the three moles they’re removing won’t be early stage cancer, but they’re being removed and that’s the main thing. You know, I sort of knew this, deep down beneath my angst.

I’m completely spent at the moment and decided to stay home from work tomorrow. I can’t be bothered with trivial things like exams and lessons and dumbass co-workers.

Will instead focus on saving the galaxy from Saren and the Geth.