So it wasn't too bad at the doctor's. It was actually good. Ok my doctor is a nice one. He didn't get mad or anything of the sort, but he was rather super-concerned. As I am now. Have to take some tests, and we'll see the outcome. I don't want to make mountains out of some very tiny molehill. Still, it's an excellent doctor I'm talking about and without fail his diagnosis is correct, but maybe he's not, not this time.
Went over to mums for lunch, and both mum and dad kept asking what's up. Never realised I was such an open book, of course I said nothing's up, just tired. But maybe mums and dads don't just give you life, they also know you inside out.
As for me, I am a trifle bit scared here. I cannot jump to conclusions and only pray that for once the doctor has made a misdiagnosis. He probably would like that too, but cannot stay silent, and that I understand. Life is still good till now, we'll see what the future brings with it. I am a survivor anyway...
Went over to mums for lunch, and both mum and dad kept asking what's up. Never realised I was such an open book, of course I said nothing's up, just tired. But maybe mums and dads don't just give you life, they also know you inside out.
As for me, I am a trifle bit scared here. I cannot jump to conclusions and only pray that for once the doctor has made a misdiagnosis. He probably would like that too, but cannot stay silent, and that I understand. Life is still good till now, we'll see what the future brings with it. I am a survivor anyway...
