No news is supposed to be good news. At least that is what Dr. Granger told me. I, on the other hand, think of no news as being just that - no news. It is neither good news or bad news. It is just plain terrifying. Regardless, today I think we will hear back on something. Dr. Eames knows that I am going out of town on Thursday for the NANT meeting so I am pretty sure that we will get a call at some point in the day. I would also assume that disease must not be flooding from her marrows. If that were the case, I am quite sure that we would be inpatient by now. Of course, this is all speculation. I truly understand doctors feeling the need to get all of the facts before the share the news but it just drives me nuts. I don't only care about the big picture. I also care about the little parts. The problem is that I am not getting any of the parts so my obsessive compulsive brain goes into overdrive. I begin to wonder what they don't understand and I begin to obsess on why they haven't called. What did they find? Why are the waiting to tell me? I know they have the answers. I need to know too. Okay, I am done.
Sometimes purpose is enough to make you go stir crazy.
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