(I'm writing this in advance because Tuesday morning is surely going to be crazy.)
By the time you all read this, I will be in the car with Mom and Blake on the way to Durham. I have a CT scan this (Tuesday) afternoon, and a checkup with my neurologist tomorrow.
We're also stopping by Campbell on the way to pick up my Fall semester books because my CT appointment isn't till 3:30, and I'll still be on my scooter when I get to school in August, so it will be nearly impossible for me to get my books by myself.
Now, I won't lie. I'm scared. The last "checkup" I had with my neurologist was last August, when I found out my shunt was failing and had the first of six emergency brain surgeries.
The rational part of me knows that there's no reason for me to be scared, that those surgeries fixed all the problems with my shunt, and that this is just routine. But then the worrywart part of me thinks "I thought that appointment last August was just routine! And my life is never that simple."
Gah. This is just Satan picking at my biggest fear - facing yet another medical problem. I know that. But still, if you guys could be praying that I'm not faced with any bad news, and that everything goes smoothly, I'd really appreciate it. I'm not bringing my computer with me, so I'll update Wednesday night when I get home.
Love you all. I hope you know that.