Freya Gin
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OK, the doctor is pretty sure I don't have stomach cancer. In fact, he basically pooh-poohed the idea and said something like, "I understand that you must be kinda paranoid about getting it again." Well, yeah, Doc, shouldn't I be?
Anyway, after listening to my stomach, he thinks what I have is most likely an intestinal blockage rather than cancer or even an ulcer, though he says an ulcer is still a possibility. So I'm being started on medicine to flush out my system. In other words, I'm soon going to be spending more time in the bathroom in the near future.
So yeah, I'm taking this as good news. Hell, it's even better than what I was expecting!
But what a day otherwise so far. Forgot how slick the floors are in that office. I wore low heels and had to walk slowly and carefully. I even almost went down on my ass once. Had to wait almost an hour in the room before the doctor got around to me. It was a bright, sunny day so I left my car windows down. So then I had to dash out there to roll them back up when the rain started. It was coming down in sheets when I got out of there, so now I'm home, looking like I stepped into the shower with my clothes on. But still -- good news!
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