Today the call came in. The call with the information I have been waiting 3 weeks for. And I missed it. I knowingly left my house without my phone because I didn’t want to use the energy to go back inside to get it. And it means that I missed the call.
So now I wait. I bear the wait. And what I hate is that during the wait I am frozen. Now I know the information is so close and I cannot get my mind off of it to do anything else. Today I am trying to do this to cope. And I am going to ask my neighbor for a hug.
Soon I will know and life will be different. Maybe worse. I will have a treatment plan and move from waiting to know to waiting to start.