True story. I was in the car today in the city to go to a fertility appointment to check how many eggs I have for harvesting. I was high on valium and a little (a lot, I was really high) off. I was a little nauseous from the car ride so Ken ran to a CVS to get me some gum. I was sitting in the car, half out of it with my sunglasses on when suddenly a man walking by whistled at me. At ME!!!!!!!! Like, are you freakin’ kidding me? So I yelled back as loud as I could. “Was that for me? I just had a mastectomy and I only have one boob!!!!!!” I don’t know if he heard me. I couldn’t turn around. But at my least sexy moment (really, I couldn’t be less attractive right now) I got a cat call. You can’t make this shit up. I just had to share.