On July 27, just two days ago, I went for my biopsy. I should have the results tomorrow, or Monday. Who can wait all weekend?! I think I'll go crazy if I don't find out tomorrow. My counselor said to use my blog, or my journal, as a way to get out my feelings. That I shouldn't keep them bottled up inside. Well, my feelings right now are scared and FREAKED OUT! (Is that a feeling?)
I want to cry, but I want to trust that everything will be alright, no matter what happens. I want to be able to handle whatever comes my way with grace. But let's be realistic, I've never been the most positive person. I always felt that when I got excited about something, I ended up disappointed. So I stopped getting excited. I equate that with being positive... I'm not, so much. I want people to say, "She's handling it reallly well; she has such a positive outlook." I think it's important to think positively... maybe I'll need a crash course.Ugh! The waiting, waiting, waiting is so difficult! Can someone please make the hand
s on the clock speed up. If I'm not wishing time away (I wish it was Saturday; I can't wait for vacation) I want to speed it up so I don't have to wait for one thing or another. Time goes so quickly when you're enjoying yourself, and so slowly when you're not. It's al perception, right? Like waiting for vacation... time drags. Your trip home always seems to take longer than your trip to wherever you're vacationing, because you don't want to go home.
s on the clock speed up. If I'm not wishing time away (I wish it was Saturday; I can't wait for vacation) I want to speed it up so I don't have to wait for one thing or another. Time goes so quickly when you're enjoying yourself, and so slowly when you're not. It's al perception, right? Like waiting for vacation... time drags. Your trip home always seems to take longer than your trip to wherever you're vacationing, because you don't want to go home.And how will I tell people... tell them without crying. Will people pity me? Feel sorry for me? Would I mind? I don't even know.
But, Jim is here beside me, I'm sure just as anxious to know the test results as I am. We'll get through this together, right? He's such a good everything... husband, father. But me, I'm a crappy wife. I wouldn't want to be married to me. Don't they say you should be like the person you want to attract, or something like that? I'm not that person. But maybe it's not too late to start being that person...

