Tonight I get a call from an automated message service from my doctorÂ’s office. The results of my biopsy are in. I needed to call the message service and find out the results. When the procedure was done, they told me this is how they get the information to the patients faster. They gave me my unique identification number and had me set up a PIN.

I called the service and this is the message I received, “The results of your biopsy are inconsistent with your condition. You need to contact your doctor during the next business day.” SON OF A BEAOTCH! Yea, that was helpful. Know what that tells me? NOTHING! It actually has me worried that they found something horrible and the doctor has to break the news to me personally. All I can think right now is that I have some kind of horrible disease that is killing me slowly.

The kicker of this whole thing is that IÂ’m getting ready to leave town for the weekend, and the next day IÂ’m going to be able to call the doctor when he has office hours is Monday. That means all weekend IÂ’m going to be sitting around wondering if IÂ’m slowly dying. Which, I know IÂ’m not, if that was the case the doctorÂ’s office would have called right away, but my mind canÂ’t get off the worse case scenario.

I think IÂ’ve finally hit the stage where IÂ’m honestly worried. Up to now I figured it was nothing, weÂ’d treat it and all would be right in the world again. Now IÂ’m thinking that maybe this is something serious and maybe IÂ’m looking at the beginning of a long down fall.

Now excuse me while I go have a long conversation with my therapist, Jack DanielÂ’s.

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