Me & Directions...Can't We All Just Get Along?

God has blessed me with many gifts...gifts that I am truly grateful for...a sense of direction is not one of them! I sometimes just shake my head and tell myself that it is ok that I get so turned around and that I don't get how the stupid freeways work! They seriously make no sense to me! I was born & raised here in CA yet often when I am driving, I feel as though I am in a foreign country! (My sister, Cindy, can go somewhere once and go back a year later and remember exactly how to get there! I can go the next day and not remember! But Cindy could never take stitches out or handle blood- she would pass out cold!) Last week, I had an appointment to have a Mammogram at 2:00pm.(Hey- that's just a treat in itself!) So I started off from work, you know, left early with more than enough time to drive and get there with plenty of time to spare! I should know by now to go the way that I know...but I thought I would save time, gas and take the more sensible and time efficient way...I was in Canoga Park and needed to get to Westlake Village. So I start on the 118 fwy going West and I'm really proud of myself and I can even see in my mind where I am supposed to be...then the choices come in- do I want the 23 North or South? It is obvious to me that I want North because the 101 North is the way to The Madonna Inn. So I start driving and start to realize that North might not have been the right choice after all, yet I continue on...all the while watching the clock tick down. I had to put in my Luther Vandross CD just to keep me level headed and so that I would not totally freak out that I didn't know where the heck I was!!!! By this time, I remember driving this way with my Grandfather when I was a little girl because his family lived in Fillmore. I finally turn around and back track to where I started out with the first choice of the 23 North or South. Get on going South- Yay! It's the earlier picture that I had in my mind and now things are looking good! Finally, my destination is ahead...or so I think! One more choice- 50/50 chance-right or left- North or South on the 101...so I choose North...wrong again! Geez- bet you aren't wanting to take me to Vegas right about now, huh? By this time, I'm thinking whatever I think is the right way...do exactly the opposite! At this point, I do what any woman would do...I call one of my best friends, Amy- where I just simply say, "I'm lost- I think I'm by your mom's house and I need to get to my appointment- Help!" This is exactly why I have Amy as one of my best friends- she talked me through where I needed to go all the while staying very calm and not laughing or making fun of me at all! By the time I finally walked in for my appointment, I wasn't even late! Signed in, sat down, filled a million papers out and waited...and waited...and waited! Now, being in medical as many years as I have been, I never mind waiting- I know what it is like to run an office with "impatient patients"! I got to flip through 2 magazines which was a treat! Had the test and the Radiologist told me my breasts looked "fabulous"! You know, what more could I ask for? I would drive 1000 miles any day of the week to hear that from a handsome man! hehe!
My conclusion: I have fabulous breasts...who the heck needs a sense of direction?