Yesterday morning I had doctor’s appointment. I’ve been having a pain in my chest when I breathe in deeply. So she examines me, then says “I’m a little worried”. Super. Just what you want to hear! She was concerned I may have a blood clot (I’m at a higher risk because I’m on birth control), but unfortunately they can’t test for it there, so she sent me to the emergency room.
Kissing another day’s pay good bye (I’m over my sick day allowance for the year), I popped into Shoppers to stock up on juice, snacks and reading material, and headed to Ajax Pickering Hospital. Ew, there are sick people at hospitals! Everyone was wearing masks, coughing and sniffling. Gross. It was weird because other than the pain, I had no other symptoms (though today I’ve developed a head cold).
I got checked in and the tests began. Blood work. EKG. X-rays. The wait didn’t seem too long because I was constantly being tested for something. Finally around 3pm I was taken to the smaller waiting room, and saw the doctor. He told me the EKG and X-rays were fine, but my blood work showed elevated levels of whatever they check for clotting. So I have to get a cat scat done. But not for a week or so. I’m really not looking forward to it. I’m slightly claustrophobic and am not looking forward to being in the tube. If it is a clot, they put me on blood thinners and hope for the best! Seems a little anticlimatic to me. I imagined something like having to do some sort of microscopic surgery where they eliminate the clot with a laser. Apparently not.
But the entire day, was I worried about the clot? Not really. Only slightly. I was more worried about potentially missing my date!
Ah yes, the infamous date. How did it go you ask? Ok, I think. I felt a little weird, like it was our first date all over again. But then we haven’t seen each other in over a month. Can’t expect things to just fall back into place. We were able to have a little chat before the show (The Boys in the Photograph…it was good!), and he did walk me to my car, but again, I felt a little awkward. I’m not sure what I expected, and it’s probably all on me, this weird feeling. I feel a little vulnerable because my cards are all on the table and I don’t know if he’s on the same page as me or not (sorry, I jumped metaphors). Time will tell I guess! He said he’d call me in a couple of days, so that’s a positive sign. Not “I’ll call you sometime”. He gave me a timeline.
I’m just going to think positively. It was a good sign he asked me out right away and had concrete plans for us. It was a good sign he said he’d call. Men don’t always share what they’re thinking, so I’m going to assume he’s thinking favourably towards me until I know for sure otherwise.
I will, as always, keep you posted (on the date and the clot)!