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Let’s Play the ‘Freak Out the Obsessive Worrier’ Game April 8, 2005

You know, cause it’s so much fun. I just called my OB/GYN’s office to see if my husband’s karyotyping results were back yet. No, they were not, I was told, but apparently they had received notification that the results were in the mail. While this news wouldn’t seem like it would qualify for the FOTOW Game, here’s the thing. My OB/GYN’s office was notified that my results were normal and that the paper results would be mailed subsequently. For my husband, however, they were just told that the results were on the way. Why did they not include the normal part?

Once again, I know that the likelihood of there actually being a problem is low, but knowing my odds that’s not very comforting. Why does shit like this always happen? So, now I have to wait until the middle of next week to call back and see what the hell’s going on.

On a different, less freaking the fuck out note, I brought Dixie to the vet this morning to have her thyroid levels retested so we can make sure the radioactive iodine treatment did the trick. We won’t find out the results until Monday, but we did get some fantastic news while there. Since her treatment less than 4 weeks ago, my old lady kitty has gained 2 whole pounds. That is beyond excellent news. She’s up to 9.1 lbs right now and doing pretty well. I think my vet was surprised to see her looking so good.

I will attempt to focus on other things including that great news as opposed to letting the unknown drive me insane. I think a diversion might be in order. Some retail therapy might just fit the bill. I think the Galleria is calling my name…

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1. Cat, Galloping - April 8, 2005

I’m an obsessive worrier, too, and I’m sorry that you still don’t have the answers that would put your mind at ease.

Very glad to hear that kitty is doing so well and hope your retail therapy yields something excellent! :)

2. Thalia - April 10, 2005

I’m also an obsessive worrier, and in our case the clinic feeds this because they won’t give us any results over the phone. I know I could assume that everything is ok until proven otherwise, but when we have to wait 8 weeks (because that’s how long it takes to get an appointment) for the results of H’s sperm analysis, it’s very easy to start worrying.

How did the retail therapy go?