I had my ultrasound. I hate the whole coming in wearing Levis and a black Carhartt duck lined winter jacket and a black beanie and then her doing the ultrasound and being like "can you lift up your shirt?" And her seeing my scars. She was non judgemental. Though I thought I saw her glancing down at my pants on the way out.

She took a ton of pictures. And I was just lying there for half an hour covered in goop while she took pictures of multiple spots. She spent like 5 minutes on the same spot. Idk whats up. She said they would get back to me in a day or so.

Mood and anxiety wise I'm fine. I'm just tired despite sleeping yesterday and last night and I'm not hungry even though I fasted.