Thoughts

I was restless when I went to bed, and it took me a while to settle down. I could hear a faint dripping noise outside, which distracted me terribly. Also I was deep in thought about my big day on Thursday. I seem to be counting down the minutes until my appointment. It's all a waiting game. First of all there is the wait for the appointment, and then I expect there will be another wait for the diagnosis. And I feel so impatient. Last week's feeling of relief and even excitement has now turned nasty, and is constantly scouring my brain. I can't wait until it's all over and done with.