Here I sit, in a waiting room, anxious as Hell.
After four months or so, I am having a CT scan of my abdomen and pelvis to try to get some answers regarding the medical mystery I have been living with.
I remember telling you all that it was once suggested to me by my wife that this pain could be all in my head. Psycho-somatic. A reasonable suggestion given my history.
As I sit here, my heart racing so fast that the iPad is shaking as if I am keeping beat to a song, I almost hope it is. I did not anticipate being this nervous.
But to be honest, I cannot remember a time in a medical facility when I was this scared.
Well I can, I just don't like thinking of those days.
I will say this...the shit they make you drink? NASTY.