The Waiting Game

So I'm still waiting for my tests right now. It's acutally been fairly easy this time. Must be after seven times one gets used to waiting and being told the doctor will call you back. Anyway my labs are in she just hasn't had a minute to review them and decide next steps so I sit here and wait.

Good thing is an even more cushy day - probably the worst I've had since the beginning of January. Every muscle hurts even those I use to type. I've barely moved from bed except to eat and go to the bathroom. The area between my shoulder blades is so painful that it hurts to even lie down. And it's a good thing most of my floors don't have carpet - it makes it easier to drag my feet across them. Those strange headaches are back; half migraine and half like a fluid pressure that makes my head feel like the ocean decided to spend a few hours there.

So as I sit here and wait and the time trickles by. Meanwhile in my head it feels like it's been days. I think it's the cortisol levels that do that, make me feel like I'm on speed and the clock is moving too slow.

My head is so foggy right now I can barely see to type and when I try to read this I can't remember the sentence before. I guess it's a sign to make this one short. Besides I'll probably be able to write you all again at 3 am.

I wish they'd just call but then again I don't think it matters that much to me today. I have no energy for anger today if I don't get them. So I'll sit and wait some more...

Okay I better lie back down before I fall over...