I’ve had this gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach for a few days now.  It would come & go & at first I thought it was just because my nephew was going to be in Kentucky & going on his first plane trip…  It would come & go and for the most part I ignored it because I refused to let myself get stressed out over what could possibly be nothing.  That is until I came home from work…  You see I rarely get calls on my home phone, and if I do its generally from the family or the bank calling.  I had a voicemail from the clinic I’ve been going to asking me to call them back.  Well that bad feeling came back with a vengeance and of course they don’t give you results over the phone…

So I phoned the clinic regardless and was told that Dr. Levy wanted to see me to discuss the results of my blood tests with me and he’ll be there until 8pm tonight  which doesn’t work for me because I’m leaving for Ontario tonight and still have a thousand things to do before I leave & Monday is not an option because I won’t even be IN Quebec until sometime next week.  So I have NO idea what those tests turned up because there was quite a few aside from the standard ones (sugar, cholesterol, calcium blah blah blah) because all the “extra” diagnostics tests are acronyms that mean nothing to my non medical trained self…

One thing I do know, is that I am scared half to death. Part of me wants to go and run to the clinic NOW to see what’s up but I don’t have the time & if its really bad then I am content to have my head up my ass until my vacation is over. I know that’s bad, but I’ve been waiting for this for SO long and its my mom’s birthday party on Saturday(happy 50th birthday mom!) and I want to at least attempt to enjoy myself while I’m there in spite of the fact that there’s obviously something quite wrong with me and that will hang over me like a dark cloud…

At least I know the cat & my apt will be OK (I would hope) thanks to John. He’s so sweet 🙂