Sarah Wells23 said:Maybe try to find some way to relax before you head in to see the specialist. I get that absolute dread regarding test results too—the actual exam isn't even the worst part, it’s the agonizing wait for the news that just kills me.
And every single time I'm there, lying back, I just imagine him looking up at me with this terrified expression and saying something like, "I have never seen anything quite like this..."😲"
Well, it's not exactly like I'm shaking uncontrollably or pelting the man in the face with random objects. 😉
Try arriving at the clinic, say, two hours early—just enough time to get incredibly bored so you actually want to get it over with just to go home. 🤷
Oh, ladies, thank you all so much for the advice!
🤣 Honestly, Sarah Wells23, I was in the exact same boat recently—my Candida had gone totally rogue, so I had to bite the bullet and see the specialist after being away for quite a while... And as he's looking down there, I'm thinking to myself—if a spider flies into this web, or maybe a dead shrew or something, it’s game over.😂
Thank you, everyone; I’ve been trying to work through this mentally—just wandering around the forums here and there to vent... Okay, I actually feel a bit better now. When I went back a few days ago—because that inflammation hadn't fully cleared up—I wasn't quite as tense as before... I suppose I just need to "practice" my relaxation techniques, haha... And clearly, my little dog decided to help out with the whole ordeal—she ended up running into the waiting room three times in the last few days because she kept trying to squeeze her way inside. Of course, it happened right at my doctor's office. 🤣 The thing is, there’s a little grassy field right next to the clinic, and the lady at the front desk saw me heading toward it last week—now, whenever she doesn't see me, she peeks out to see if I'm tucked away inside. 🤣 🤣
God, I am such an impossible patient... 😂 Throwing medical supplies around, pelting innocent people, having my dog chasing me through the waiting room... 🤣
Now I'm scheduling an appointment with the doctor, either today or tomorrow, and let's hope this time there are no "human casualties or flying objects." I can't believe this specialist hasn't had the honor of treating me yet—I practically threw things at the guy before him until he retired! But this one is great too; he actually suggested I book an appointment since it's been so long—poor guy has no idea what's coming his way, haha... Well, I really hope I don't repeat my little "attack" and that I'm actually making progress with the whole relaxing thing!
Thanks so much, girls! You've truly made me laugh and helped me chill out, and I'll definitely be thinking of you all when I'm there to make it easier!