The Dr. and The Boss

Yesterday's doctor appointment went well. I am right on track and the doctor confirmed June 11th is my expected date-not June 4th. Dangit. I was so hoping that in 4 weeks I would be internally free of LBF. You never know, I might have to start doing jumping jacks and eating spicy food (or whatever old wives tale brings on labor).

This was the first time I met with this doctor (there are 3 at the practice) and she is by far my favorite so far. She was personable and took time to assure me "it's not a tumor." See, for the last week I have had this really hard lump down in my lower pelvic region that hurts when I sit or stand. Of course I have been pushing on it trying to figure out what it is or massage it out. It's a shoulder. Which is good news because that means LBF's head is where it is supposed to be. Hopefully he is too big to decide to turn around.

She also said my weight gain and blood pressure are right on track and all looks good. Now I have been instructed to drink OJ with my iron pills to help the body absorb them. That juice is such an evil "on the diet, off the diet, on the diet" topic. She agreed they are empty calories but said I can handle it. So, back to the small glass of juice again.

Now for an update on the Bruce Springsteen concert. Before I get started, I have to mention how much I am starting to hate the Bank Atlantic Center for having trouble opening their doors on time. An email from them stated they were opening their doors at 6:30 (concert was scheduled to start at 7:30). We arrived a little after 7 since I didn't want to do a ton of standing and walking. We stood outside for over an hour! They didn't even start letting people in until after 7:30. There was no rhyme or reason to it. You do not want to stand outside with the 55+ age group of drunk old men and women who haven't been to a concert since Bruce's last tour. They were all bitching about having to pee and how they were going to miss the show and be upset. I did remind a few of them that there was no way he would start his show with that many people still waiting outside.

We finally got inside around 8:15. I made a pitstop and then we went to find our seats. We had pretty darn good seats. Although they were on the back corner of the stage, I really enjoyed them. His set was open so he played to all sides. I liked being able to see him interact with the band and roadies. Plus, I have to admit, he's old but his butt from behind still looks like the cover of Born in the USA and I am not a big butt fan. So, ladies, yes, he still looks good.

The man's a machine too! He was dripping in sweat before the first song was over and must have chugged 3 gatorades throughout the show. Plus he slopped himself with water from a bucket. He's no panzy like today's rockers who go and change shirts during a 5-10 minute smoke break waiting to start an encore. He literally walked off stage and came right back out. I think 90% of the crowd was on their feet the whole show (we lucked out and had people sitting by us so I didn't have to stand). The other cool thing we noticed was he had no set list. It appeared that he was picking songs as he felt like playing them. He was even taking request from the audience. He would pull a sign with a song name on it and that's what they would play. There were a ton of kids in the front row right up against the stage. They knew every song and lyric. I can't believe they made it through the whole show. They could barely see over the stage.

In conclusion, it was a great concert and I can now say I have seen the Boss in concert. It was no Foo Fighter show or Poison but it was definitely a must go to see type show.