I went into the weekend thinking something was wrong. I was feeling sick. I had no energy. It was hard for me to wake up in the morning. I had no appetite. I had missed a period or two. I had a weird cold for the past couple of weeks. I figured with all these problems, it was probably a good idea to get into the new year with a new family doctor. I haven’t visited mine in years. I only visited a walk-in clinic once last year to follow up on a sore throat.
I kind of thought it was serious. Like, cancer serious. John said it was probably stress. I thought hard about life and prepared for the worst.