Trepidation...

My roomie is trepidatious today.  She's worried about a possible bad outcome of her day's trip.   She's on her way to see her specialist.  When going to a doctor such as this, there's always a sense  something could go wrong, unforeseen consequences or relapse.  More treatment could be required.  

I hope she doesn't feel silly being weary of this appointment.  I'm cagey every time I have to go see my specialist.  I don't have any reason to believe anything is going to go wrong, but its always a possibility.  I don't really catch my breath until the appointment is behind me.  

Being weary of things with potentially poor outcomes is natural.  Maybe there isn't anything you can do about it.  Maybe you shouldn't worry about things beyond your control, but most likely you will.  I'm not saying to wallow in it.  I'm saying, if you have a reason to feel this way, then feel it, accept it & try to find a way to deal with it.  

The last thing you need when you're worried, is for someone to tell you not to worry.  If it was that easy, you'd already be over it.  It's part of how we get by in life.

I'm not sure how her appointment will turn out.  I hope it goes well.  If not we'll handle it the best we can.  I say we, when really its mostly her.  This isn't my illness.  It's strange how so many people try co-op other's health & their crisis as their own.  This isn't mine.  I'm impacted by it, but I'm not living it.  

Here's hoping for a good trip & good news.

Cya...