That we have not heard about the results of the medical test done two weeks ago, and I am unraveling around the edges. They said it could be up to three weeks but that we would possibly hear at two weeks.
So maybe relief will come today, or tomorrow. Until then, I continue to try to focus on the present, but my disturbed sleep and the tension of the unknown have depleted me. I’m grateful Husband has been so sweet (I called him yesterday sobbing and basically incoherent), and my friends at Purlescence have also been a compassionate presence.
My mantra these days is: Breathe.
blech. waiting for test results is the worst! i feel for you, hon and i’m sending loads of love your way. xoxoxo
That’s right, sweetie, breathe. Thinking of you.
Thinking of you, breathing along with you …
I’ve also been on pins & needles so I can’t imagine how anxious you must be.