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This Word In My Vocabulary is Harassing Me

Anxiety.

Today is CD56.

Like I told some of you in e-mails, I am actually planning to see a doc tonight. And please throw in an ultrasound too.

That's right. An inquisitive wand will tell my sorry tale to the doc.
I do not know what to expect. I have never ever been this late. Ever.

You can't imagine the range of possibilities that have crossed my mind.

Once the idea of meeting the doc (in case AF did not cruise in) got more and more fixated in my brain, much of last night and today's workday was spent running around the theme-bush.

Almost three times today, I felt that my periods were at that very point 'arrived'.

I just want to meet the doc and get it over with. Or not get it over with.


^WiseGuy^

Comments

  1. Wow. I will be thinking about you today.

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  2. I hope you get some answers tonight. I'll be thinking of you. XO

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  3. Anxiously awaiting your report.

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  4. Thinking of you and hoping you get some answers. xo

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  5. {{{Hugs}}} and I hope you get some answers.

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  6. What a state of suspension. Like the Lady and the Tiger.

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  7. Good luck with everything!! Hope you finally get an answer!!

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  8. I hope it all goes well! Please make sure you update your fans ;o)
    *HUGS*

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  9. Good. I"m glad you are going. i hope you get answers.
    hugs

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  10. Sending prayers that you will get some answers and some peace of mind.

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  11. CD56! I hope the doctor has some good answers for you tonight.

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  12. Man i am hopiong that you hear something good, really good. Thinking of u! xoxoxooxxo

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  13. CD 56..jeez. Update already!! Hope everything goes well & you get some kind of answer!!

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  14. GL... answers would be good.

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  15. Please let us know how it goes!

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