Faux Real

I recently read something on ABC News that has me wondering. about my floozy ways.
According to the article there is a"thrill seeking" gene that makes you promiscuous.
The desire to cheat or sleep around seems to originate in the brain's pleasure and reward center, where the "rush" of dopamine motivates those who are vulnerable, the researchers say.

To this I say FUCK YEAH!!! something else I can blame on my genes.

See full article below.

http://abcnews.go.com/Health/scientists-discover-gene-responsible-cheating-promiscuous-sex-habits/story?id=12322891

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So last Thursday I woke up with my right boob feeling sore.
Although it was bothering me all day I didn't think it was a reason for concern.
It's not really a pain as much as it is a discomfort. It almost feels like the sensation of ice rubbing on your skin and when I try to touch it to pin point the area the discomfort disappears.
Friday, Saturday, Sunday and today have been the same.
I've examined my breasts looking for bumps or anything that can be a cause for alarm and nothing.
By now I've died about 3 times in my head. Of course it can't be something simple, it must be life threatening if it's happening to me.
What if it's cancer? what if an ultrasound is not good enough and I need a mammogram?!
What if the doctors can't figure out what's wrong?!

I've been trying to get through to my doctor's office all morning, but all I get is the machine.
I'm growing restless. Every hour that passes without a call back is an hour I spend thinking of my death or having to change my Blog name to biglipsbigtitt :(

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