Brains and Tummies
I am unreasonably nervous at the moment.
I have (as some of you know) been having horrible horrible abdominal pain on and off (i.e. once every couple of weeks) for years now, and I finally got off my bum and talked to a doctor about it. He poked me in the tummy, and it was all tender and he asked a bunch of questions and now I have to get all tests done. Bloods and stuff and an ultrasound. I realise that the tests are a thing they have to do because recurring abdominal pain can be just about anything from gas to cancer, and they need to check. But, well... They have to check, and I have an overactive catastrophising brain. So I am scared.
I have also been a bit on and off in the brains. My official "fake it til you make it" campaign regarding confidence seems to work fairly well, at least until I am back in to a "safe" situation, at which point I'm exhausted and crazy again. Because I'm like that. Also, there are so many things I need to do. For the rest of this week I have:
Tuesday - Psychologist at noon, helping my dad with his homework after that, then choir
Wednesday - Work from 11:30 until 5:30 (I think...)
Thursday - Probably blood tests in the morning, Uni from 2-4pm, then dancing in the evening
Friday - Uni from 9-noon, lunch with hello_kirsty , then pubcrawl at night
Saturday - Work from 9:30am-6pm
Sunday - Work from 9:30am-6pm
Also I have a 4,000 word assignment due a week from Friday that I haven't started. It's on CBT, so I should be okay, but I have no idea when I'll have time to work on that... Also laundry, housework, etc. So much to do!
In mundane news, my job continues to be kind of awesome, and I continue to be kind of awesome at it. Also, I discovered that I get paid extra on weekends, so yay that! There we go, finish on a positive! Positive is good.
~*Lady Lillith*~
I have (as some of you know) been having horrible horrible abdominal pain on and off (i.e. once every couple of weeks) for years now, and I finally got off my bum and talked to a doctor about it. He poked me in the tummy, and it was all tender and he asked a bunch of questions and now I have to get all tests done. Bloods and stuff and an ultrasound. I realise that the tests are a thing they have to do because recurring abdominal pain can be just about anything from gas to cancer, and they need to check. But, well... They have to check, and I have an overactive catastrophising brain. So I am scared.
I have also been a bit on and off in the brains. My official "fake it til you make it" campaign regarding confidence seems to work fairly well, at least until I am back in to a "safe" situation, at which point I'm exhausted and crazy again. Because I'm like that. Also, there are so many things I need to do. For the rest of this week I have:
Tuesday - Psychologist at noon, helping my dad with his homework after that, then choir
Wednesday - Work from 11:30 until 5:30 (I think...)
Thursday - Probably blood tests in the morning, Uni from 2-4pm, then dancing in the evening
Friday - Uni from 9-noon, lunch with hello_kirsty , then pubcrawl at night
Saturday - Work from 9:30am-6pm
Sunday - Work from 9:30am-6pm
Also I have a 4,000 word assignment due a week from Friday that I haven't started. It's on CBT, so I should be okay, but I have no idea when I'll have time to work on that... Also laundry, housework, etc. So much to do!
In mundane news, my job continues to be kind of awesome, and I continue to be kind of awesome at it. Also, I discovered that I get paid extra on weekends, so yay that! There we go, finish on a positive! Positive is good.
~*Lady Lillith*~