All I know
…is that I am going to get a call this afternoon.
…is that I am going to hear something I won’t want to hear.
…is that I am going to have to make decisions one hopes never to have to make.
…is that I really don’t want to know what this is.
…is that I really do want to know what this is.
I am not being facetious or toying with you. This is what is going on today. It is going to be a looooong wait until I get that phone call, because all the things I am imagining are (I HOPE, dear gods, I HOPE) worse than the reality will be.
Imagination’s a bitch.
Edited to add: After hitting publish, I realized I should clarify: this isn’t a medical issue.