I am now waiting for blood-work to come back from the labs to tell me what my problem is. (It's a physical one, any mental issues I have are still a not so well kept secret!)
But it's very unnerving! (The waiting not the mental issues...)
Firstly because I have to take my phone off silent and put it on... Not Silent! Usually when I do this people will phone me and my phone will, "La laa la la laaaaa" right when I'm walking past some greasy looking thugs who look like they want to do weird and heinous things to me already!
It's like saying, "Look! Look! The small, white lady who couldn't defend herself without a serious arsenal of things that go BOOM, is carrying a cell phone you can swipe if you just reach out and go for your dreams!"
Secondly because I have no clue what the results will be! I already know I have wonky blood (all the platelets are in chains or exploded, I'm not sure what that means but I doubt raised eyebrows and a sudden intake of breath are a good thing...), so what else can they tell me?
I'll admit I'm a lot more patient then I sound but that doesn't mean I'm not as nervous as a fox with hounds a bangin' at my front door and me all out of Earl Gray Tea!
On the plus side I get the piece of mind to know that. if I'm doomed, at least I'll know how, why and what to put on my Gravestone. (Though I plan to be cremated but I don't mind a small shrine being made to me, you know, if you want to...), and, if I'm okay, alright, and just peachy keen, then the Oscar for being way over melodramatic is mine again this year!! HAHAHAHA!!!
Okay time to wait!
Yeah.
Cough.
Hmmm.
*twiddles button*
Any moment now...
*scratches nose*
Yip.
You may want to go do something else now...
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