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tarotgalThey made me wait for 55 bloody minutes before I went back. People who work there kept saying hi to me(by name!) because I'd spent 2 hours there earlier today and another 2.5 hours there Wednesday. I told them I was moving into the Health Services building.
Thanks again, everyone, for all your kind words. Just got off the phone with my mother, too... I always seem to regress to being her daughter again when shit happens. But she's the best person I know in making me feel better. But really, all of your reassurance and prayers and warm fuzzy thoughts (and fics!) really, really helped and are still. *hugs*
Well... things are actually MUCH worse than I thought they were this morning. I don't have cancer and I'm not pregnant. So that's good. But it's certainly not just a little thing(but it is treatable, thank the gods). I have HUGE ass blue pills I have to take twice a day now. And I get to tell Mr.Supposedly-Completely-Faithful-To-You-Fucking-Boyfriend that he gets to go in and get tested and probably take happy pills, too. They gave me a fucking pamphlet on how to tell him LMAO! Yeah. I never in a hundred years would have thought this would be a problem I'd be having. I feel like I'm in some HBO drama. And it's highly possible I'm not going to have a boyfriend after tonight unless he's got one HELL of an explanation. *growl*
I'm really not feeling so great right now. I'm going to go eat, though. And watch Highlander at 4 to comfort myself *sigh&* And I'll worry about what to say to him later. Yep. Needless to say, I probably won't get any bloody work done tonight either. But at least now I know for sure and it's only one worry, not 100, right?
Thanks again, everyone, for all your kind words. Just got off the phone with my mother, too... I always seem to regress to being her daughter again when shit happens. But she's the best person I know in making me feel better. But really, all of your reassurance and prayers and warm fuzzy thoughts (and fics!) really, really helped and are still. *hugs*
Well... things are actually MUCH worse than I thought they were this morning. I don't have cancer and I'm not pregnant. So that's good. But it's certainly not just a little thing(but it is treatable, thank the gods). I have HUGE ass blue pills I have to take twice a day now. And I get to tell Mr.Supposedly-Completely-Faithful-To-You-Fucking-Boyfriend that he gets to go in and get tested and probably take happy pills, too. They gave me a fucking pamphlet on how to tell him LMAO! Yeah. I never in a hundred years would have thought this would be a problem I'd be having. I feel like I'm in some HBO drama. And it's highly possible I'm not going to have a boyfriend after tonight unless he's got one HELL of an explanation. *growl*
I'm really not feeling so great right now. I'm going to go eat, though. And watch Highlander at 4 to comfort myself *sigh&* And I'll worry about what to say to him later. Yep. Needless to say, I probably won't get any bloody work done tonight either. But at least now I know for sure and it's only one worry, not 100, right?
