I'd love to have a beer, but my liver won't let me.

Still doing okay, though fear is creeping up again. I did real well with the first two classes, but sometimes there's a curveball the second time around. I just keep telling myself, and those close to me tell me, that I'll be fine.

It's interesting with the vet shows, I'm not freaked out by footage of the surgeries and such, but I can't even look at the needle going in me when I have labs done. I guess TV adds a buffer of some sort. I used to feel like passing out when I watched some of that stuff.