I've decided I could never be a doctor

And not just because I didn't go to medical school, because honestly, if the kids on Scrubs could do that, so could I. However, the reason I could never be one is the facemask. The bane of my existence.

I first used it Thursday night when I nursed Buggy. Consquently I almost had a panic attack. Apparently, I have slight claustraphobia, or something like that. I felt like I was being smothered. I freaked the eff out. Seriously.

It's gotten a teeny bit better with each consecutive use but I don't think the Mask and I will ever become bffs. In fact, I can't wait to kick it to the curb. Which, will hopefully be soon, because today I don't feel like death warmed over. I merely feel like death! Yay! And my fever isn't 104 its only 101! Yay!

I just hope this mess is gone asap. We have Buggy's 9 month photoshoot coming up next weekend.