I've been scared and nervous this week.
I got a call from my obgyn telling me they found something wrong on my check up and i need to go have a biopsy next wednesday to find out what exactly is wrong.
I've had friends tell me it's gonna be fine and i have nothing to worry about. That didn't help me much though, but it did made me feel loved.
It wasn't until I talked to my friend Martin from Denmark that i started to feel better. What he said helped me enough to feel ok now. He said: "
You already know you are sick, you're just waiting to hear how they will cure you."Way to go Martin! ;D
I went and got myself a treat today. Gonna kill stuff in World of Warcraft later together with my friend Kenneth.
Will talk again to my boyfriend in New York tonight on aim.
So i'm ok for now and i'll just wait and see what happens next.
Meanwhile I'm wondering if the priest from the Saint-Peter's cathedral is drunk or having a sugarrush from all the sweets from the carnaval. He's ringing his churchbell's now for like fifteen minutes ...
YO PADRE! Give it a rest >_>
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yay I helped! \o/ brings joy to my stonecold heart! <3