Tags

, ,

Tomorrow I am headed to a new clinic. I’m not quite sure as to why, but I know it’s going to be another bumpy road ahead of me, again. 

I am sure that I’m down blood and iron. The clinic seemed frantic with trying to get me in as soon as possible. It was scheduled, but nothing was mentioned because she didn’t have any notes other than an urgent notice.

So, I find out tomorrow what my transfusion cocktail will consist of. I’m more scared of going to a new place than I am finding out if I have a bad case of Ebola and Tommy Lee Hepatitis. I loathe change. My anxiety is going to wear me out. But I might sleep well tomorrow night despite the anxiety I will have battled all day.

Advertisements