Today is the day they will call me to give the results. Did it work? Did it not? I was so nervous sitting int he waiting room. I normally am not but man, I could not get my self calmed down. I knew that if I did not calm down, I would pass out from the adrenaline and then the crash. The gal was sweet and asked about my uncle. I told her weeks ago he was not doing well and today I told her that he had passed on Wednesday. The funeral was yesterday and the wake today. When I got the email that he passed, I cried the whole way home from work. He was only 61. Younger than my Dad. My Grandpa O never made it to 65 and two of my Dad's brothers have passed before that age as well. (One was from a plane crash). Its scary to think that my father might not have that much longer but of course we all hope for way longer than 65.
Anyways, the gal and I talked about him and how he passed. Then of course I got jabbed with the needle. Today it felt very difficult going in. Burned a bit, which that happens when there is alcohol still on the skin. Its not the first time by any means.
Anyways, I will get the call between 2 and 4. We talked it over about letting it go to voicemail and for us to listen later tonight after work.
I am so nervous about it that my stomach is in knots.
Don't bother asking what the results end up being. Either way, its going to be very emotional and a lot to process.
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