Better, At This Very Moment

So, I panicked. Just enough to raise my blood pressure for a while. Enough to distract me from the work that I needed to get done at the office.

I could have rescheduled the follow up scan for earlier in the week but it just doesn't make sense. Three days won't change the course of what is happening to me (if anything) and I don't want to get into a conversation with my boss. She may be a Nice Lady but truth be told, she's not so nice a lady. No really, she's a counselor by trade.

Ironic that I'm employed by someone that I can't trust to be supportive of the drama floating around my existence. But I know I can handle whatever comes my way. And there is a significant ebb and flow to my perspective. One minute I'm just fine. Then I'm shaking.

Now I'm exhausted so I'll try to sleep. My knee, oy, is also bothering me. Anything to slow me down, huh?