My heart is pounding and if I let myself, I could cry. Two days of complete anxiety and worry. I didn't work myself up to this. It was a series of calls and apologies made from the neurologists office telling me the doctor needed to see more. NOW. It was the call to reschedule the follow-up appointment (which was supposed to be the day following the CTA) that sent me over the edge. It was the confession that they were looking for a possible aneurysm. In whole, I think it was the proverbial "straw" from more than a year of testing and waiting and feeling like crap. But today, I got the call....N O R M A L!!!
There will be more tests, more to rule out. I am not now, nor have I ever been afraid of those outcomes. Bring it! Two down, two to go!
Normal. Best word ever.