soon

In approximately 60 minutes I'll be leaving for my appointment with Dr. F. I wish I could say that I'm looking forward to the experience, but that isn't true.
M called last night; she wished me well with today's appointment. The phone call ended rather abruptly, but I guess it's the thought that counts.
My head is swirling with anxiety, fear and uncertainty, and I feel nauseous. But this is nothing new. Every day is the same.

mc