I’m currently killing time in Costa. This week I have done A LOT of killing time. The house is sparkling clean and numerous episodes of Dawson’s Creek have been watched but, mysteriously, none of these activities have made the phone ring with the results of my CT Scan.
The young doc from last week did, in fact, ring me on Monday. But he rang to tell me he didn’t have any news. It was nice of him to ring me and I do appreciate he has hundreds of other patients, but it still left me in limbo.
So I have done the middle of the night ‘has it spread’ conversation. I have done the ‘I think I feel a lump’ – in fact my bear, Barry, is extremely well versed in Dr Google and what else is probably, almost definitely (by 3am) wrong with me.
I’ve now moved on to the no news is good news thought as I know there won’t be any calls over the weekend and any other line of thought will drive me bananas.
I was looking through my photos to put a suitable motivational picture up, nothing was lighting my candle. Then a lovely friend of mine sent me a photo of something I had given them about three years ago.
I was so impressed they had kept it. It’s so easy to forget how you might have touched someone’s heart as you drift in & out of people’s lives.
The words were really important to them today but they had no idea how important they are to me today as well. Keeping on thinking about these results won’t change the outcome.
So enjoy your weekend dear reader and try not to over think the things you cannot change
FYI – this is Barry. He is the same age as me. That’s right, age unknown. However, he is wise beyond his years and an incredible listener