I am due to receive the blood test results tomorrow and in jitters these few days. Didn't even sleep well as am worrying a lot on the outcome.
Was chatting with my colleague the other day about me going to the check ups alone recently as Mr Love is unable to go with me due to work commitments. Even though I understand his reasons but there are times when I really wished he was there with me to collect the results.
I am a self confessed independent woman with the ability to settle a lot of issues on my own and not relying on Mr Love for help or his attendance.
But this time it is different, especially when I am in the waiting area, it's the most vulnerable time of my feelings.
Just the other day, I got fed up at him for failing to apply leave again for my appointment tomorrow. He was also upset with me for not being understanding. But there is only so much for my understanding. I also need his right?
There is no right or wrong in this matter but a matter of perspective. I had since got over the disappointment of going for the appointment tomorrow. What is now left are the butterflies in my stomach that are seems to be doing somersaults all at the same time.
I do hope the results turns out fine, but even if it doesn't I gotta face it don't I?
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