My doctor’s appointment is tomorrow. My ma can’t go, so it looks like I’m doing this one alone. I’ve made a huge list of things for the nurse, and my ma made a huge list of blood work she wants to be done. I’m just so scared there’s going to be something seriously medically wrong with me. I mean, cancer runs in our family, and my ma said I have a lot of the same characteristics she had when they figured out she had thyroid cancer. I don’t know. I mean, it could be nothing. It probably is nothing. I’m just so scared. I keep crying, by myself. I don’t want to look weak when it comes to this, because I know I need to go. It’s just.. What if I get put on anti-depressants? If it helps, then I want to do it. I just don’t want to be judged. By my family. Or my boyfriend. Or anybody. And I know i’m probably just being silly about it all, because my parents understand everything, and David does too. afjei;af. I don’t know. I’m just so NERVOUS. I just want to be able to say what I need to say. I keep praying that God will give me the right words, and keep me calm so I can give the doctor the information she needs to diagnose me the right way.
Let’s just hope it goes good.
