Turning point

Here we are again… Same waiting room, same or maybe more stress (completely unprepared back then!). Got here early and I hope it suppresses my anxiety this time. That’s why I started this post.
Waiting for results is worse than coping with it. The fear of the unknown…or maybe knowing too much, but then again not enough.

Alone…once again! But am I really? I know there are people all over the world (literally) thinking of me right now. And my day started with positive thoughts already!
So much is at stake right now… at least for my part. For them it’s either A or B, as they said. Couldn’t stop thinking of the chance of C…not as an alternative but a complicating factor. I just hope(pray) I’m wrong…and lucky!

Oh yes!! All went well! Good results and positive information! From the same person that gave me the most shocking news in the beginning. And yet the same person I would choose over and over again even if he had the worst to say. He is now turning into a role model…

On my way out two big hugs from my most favourite nurses!! And then more nurse-hugs, but from ‘my’ nurses in a different way!

Well… the war isn’t over but this battle is! Big exhale and party on!