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tarotgalIt's another of those days...
Happy, sad, happy, sad... wish days would just pick one or the other, you know?
I'm supposed to go in for blood work tomorrow morning(just to check my glucose levels) so I can't eat or drink for 12 hours before that (actually, I'm allowed water, but I hate water) so I was worried about my sleep sched and being hungry and stuff. And I managed to go to bed at 7am this morning and get up early today so I wouldn't have as much problems with sleeping tomorrow through the hours when I'm not supposed to be eating. Yay!
So I'm watching one of my favorite Highlander episodes (with the horsemen *sigh*) and so happy and all... and then I get a lovely phone call from the gynecologist's secretary (I went for my anual visit yesterday). Apparently, my doctor got lab results back and needs to talk to me tomorrow. Oh my gods. I know I'm a hypochondriac but now I'm fucking scared to death. I bet it's cancer. Or endometriosis. Or I'm, like, scarred and can never have sex again. It can't possibly be a sexually transmitted disease... oh my gods. It's something bad. You KNOW it's bad when they can't tell you over the phone. I'm freaking out now. Completely. I'm going to die, I just know it. And I have no health insurance. DAMNIT! And if I have a pre-existing condition like cancer they'll probably charge me a ton for health insurance. Assuming I live long enough for treatment.
Well... it was a good day *sigh* Haven't decided what to tell boyfriend about this... he's been SO depressed lately. And I had another dream about him killing himself last night (thanks to his mentioning it 3 times last night) Damnit. I bet it's cancer.
Anyway, just wanted to say something in case I suddenly drop off the face of the earth for a while. Or um, die suddenly or something.
Happy, sad, happy, sad... wish days would just pick one or the other, you know?
I'm supposed to go in for blood work tomorrow morning(just to check my glucose levels) so I can't eat or drink for 12 hours before that (actually, I'm allowed water, but I hate water) so I was worried about my sleep sched and being hungry and stuff. And I managed to go to bed at 7am this morning and get up early today so I wouldn't have as much problems with sleeping tomorrow through the hours when I'm not supposed to be eating. Yay!
So I'm watching one of my favorite Highlander episodes (with the horsemen *sigh*) and so happy and all... and then I get a lovely phone call from the gynecologist's secretary (I went for my anual visit yesterday). Apparently, my doctor got lab results back and needs to talk to me tomorrow. Oh my gods. I know I'm a hypochondriac but now I'm fucking scared to death. I bet it's cancer. Or endometriosis. Or I'm, like, scarred and can never have sex again. It can't possibly be a sexually transmitted disease... oh my gods. It's something bad. You KNOW it's bad when they can't tell you over the phone. I'm freaking out now. Completely. I'm going to die, I just know it. And I have no health insurance. DAMNIT! And if I have a pre-existing condition like cancer they'll probably charge me a ton for health insurance. Assuming I live long enough for treatment.
Well... it was a good day *sigh* Haven't decided what to tell boyfriend about this... he's been SO depressed lately. And I had another dream about him killing himself last night (thanks to his mentioning it 3 times last night) Damnit. I bet it's cancer.
Anyway, just wanted to say something in case I suddenly drop off the face of the earth for a while. Or um, die suddenly or something.
