I've been having some odd stomach problems lately. Actually, they've been going on for a few months now, and they crossed the line the other night after I ate half a pound of blueberries and then completed a ten-mile run. Sure, the cramping and moaning could certainly be related to such events, but those who care about me most helped me see a trend that has been present for a while now. So, yesterday I paid a visit to urgent care and collected all of the appropriate "samples." And yes. By "samples" I mean exactly what you are thinking.
Since nothing can be known until next week, I've been trying really hard to not freak myself out with the possibilities and have even managed to avoid Googling my symptoms. I did call just about everyone I know to solicit sympathy, however, and they did not disappoint. Becky is very sorry that I have to go through this crap; Jodi promises to be my side no matter how it all comes out; and my mother, the calm in every storm of my life, promises that even though this is really the shits, I'll get through it.
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Mom is always the best in things like this, I don't know how I would have made it through all my health ordeals without her. I hope you feel well soon. I love you.
I will be checking in with you daily and I am sure everything will turn out okay. I love you too.
Mdoc
Please let me know if I can help in any way!! Even if you threw my letter away I'm here for you.
Laughter really is the best medicine.
No matter what happens, you can count on me to be melodramatic and always turn it around to me.
Because, after all, you are MY friend. therefore, your issues are my issues.
Ok, not really. It's hot. I'm not thinking straight. (see how I did that - all about me)
Seriously, I'm a little pissed off about this. If I had a magic wand I'd make the stress disappear.
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