Day 895

I am having a stress test first thing tomorrow morning and I am scared. I know it’s “of the unknown” and I shouldn’t be but still am. Mostly scared of needing angioplasty even though I’m sure I’ll feel tons younger/better after. Also scared of this being nothing at all and looking awful — that one is real primal and relates to being the By Proxy of a Munschausens Mother.

I know the one thing I’m -not- doing though and that’s drinking. Which means I’m not having any of Those Feelings about my alcohol use in a healthcare setting. That’s one big warm hug from myself to myself.