I like to think that I’m a pretty calm person and things don’t really freak me out that easily. (Unless of course it’s involves death, which as you all should know I can’t stand to even think about!) Today on the other hand I had a little moment and now I feel pretty stupid about it.
The story starts off yesterday when I went to the doctor to have him look at a mole my mom has been telling me for a while to get checked out. The doctor told me that it is probably fine but it looks kinda sketchy so he wanted to remove it right away and get it tested. This didn’t scare me one bit. Ok, that was a lie; I hate needles and pain, so I was scared of the pain but not the mole testing part. Other then the hole in my flesh and a little bit of pain when I moved my left arm I was perfectly fine and not worried at all.
Ok, so fast-forward to today when I was in class. I get a phone call from a strange number. After class I check the message and it’s the doctor saying he needs to talk to me ASAP and to come by and see him or call back as SOON as I can. My next class was about to start, I tried calling but no answer. I went to class and at first I was fine, totally calm and composed, but after a few moments all the thoughts of what the doctor could need to talk to me about flooded my mind. For me there is nothing worse then not knowing something, that’s way I hate surprises. It’s so awesome to get a surprise but when somebody says, I have a surprise and you have to wait for it, it drives me crazy!
Anyway, finally I got a private second to ask the teacher if I could leave for a minute. (In the school of ed if you leave for too long for are late for class they drop your grade, not cool at all!) I practically ran outside, and I called the doctor. When he picked up the phone he was cheerful so I was pretty sure he was going to say everything was fine. After asking about how my wound was healing, he gave me the good news. The test came back negative, I was fine! It felt so good but then after a second I felt so stupid for getting all worked up! I was so worried that for a minute I was shaking like my little Chihuahua, (except she doesn’t really shake unless she is cold because she is awesome like that.)
The story starts off yesterday when I went to the doctor to have him look at a mole my mom has been telling me for a while to get checked out. The doctor told me that it is probably fine but it looks kinda sketchy so he wanted to remove it right away and get it tested. This didn’t scare me one bit. Ok, that was a lie; I hate needles and pain, so I was scared of the pain but not the mole testing part. Other then the hole in my flesh and a little bit of pain when I moved my left arm I was perfectly fine and not worried at all.
Ok, so fast-forward to today when I was in class. I get a phone call from a strange number. After class I check the message and it’s the doctor saying he needs to talk to me ASAP and to come by and see him or call back as SOON as I can. My next class was about to start, I tried calling but no answer. I went to class and at first I was fine, totally calm and composed, but after a few moments all the thoughts of what the doctor could need to talk to me about flooded my mind. For me there is nothing worse then not knowing something, that’s way I hate surprises. It’s so awesome to get a surprise but when somebody says, I have a surprise and you have to wait for it, it drives me crazy!
Anyway, finally I got a private second to ask the teacher if I could leave for a minute. (In the school of ed if you leave for too long for are late for class they drop your grade, not cool at all!) I practically ran outside, and I called the doctor. When he picked up the phone he was cheerful so I was pretty sure he was going to say everything was fine. After asking about how my wound was healing, he gave me the good news. The test came back negative, I was fine! It felt so good but then after a second I felt so stupid for getting all worked up! I was so worried that for a minute I was shaking like my little Chihuahua, (except she doesn’t really shake unless she is cold because she is awesome like that.)
(My little baby! She is so cute! In this picture she had just pulled her bed across the house to in front of the heater because she was cold! )
Now that I had time to think it over I’m so grateful! Being in that situation for just those few minutes helped me realize what a big blessing it is to be healthily. Along with the great blessings of a school that provides health insurance for the students, a doctor who cares and modern medicine. I still feel pretty dumb but I think this tiny scare was all I needed to be grateful, and maybe I learned it well enough that something big doesn’t have to happen to teach me!
2 comments:
No need to feel dumb, my friend. I probably would have been the same way. :)
Melis!!! Don't die!!!!
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