I'm starting my day off with a trip to the hospital to have an echocardiogram – basically an ultrasound of my heart. I hope they don't find a baby… specifically alien larva/larvae about to hatch and burst out of my chest.
This isn't one of those "OMG! IS HE GOING TO DIE?!" type things. This has been scheduled for like a week and a half. Still, I'm not entirely looking forward to it.