Petrified
How come every time I re-motivate myself to get my act together something comes along that stops me dead in my tracks? My psychologist asked me to take a physical to make sure that I didn't have any physical problems that could be causing my panic attacks. I went in expecting nothing to be wrong, I am twenty, I feel fine, I haven't been ill or felt ill in a long time. However the doctor wasn't so sure. He said he was "concerned" with my heart's rhythm and asked me to get an EKG. My appointment for that isn't for two weeks, so now I am have to sit around petrified that something might really be wrong. I am twenty, I am not supposed to have heart problems. I know I should try not to worry about it too much but saying that is like telling someone not to look down. These are going to be two hard weeks.