Today is the day I’ve been really anxious about for the past few weeks. I am going for some tests to finally find out what has been going on with my stomach.
As some of you may know, I have been getting these intense, sharp stomach pains that last for 4-5 days at a time for months now. As you also might not know, I am terrified of anything medical, and I was a hypochondriac for a long time. I have moved past that over the last few years, but it is still hard to shake sometimes and I’ve been scared and anxious over all of this, more than I need to be I’m sure.
The other part of it is really silly. When I was 20 I went with a friend to Sedona, who convinced me to visit a psychic with her. I wasn’t really into the idea but I went anyway, thinking it would be a fun, stupid thing we could laugh about. My friend’s reading was fun and stupid. Mine was that I was going to die young, because of something in my stomach. The reading ended with the psychic crying and giving me a hug, and telling me not to worry, some people just aren’t meant to be in this world very long. Nice! This was at the height of my hypochondria, and I was terrified for a very long time. Some of the other stuff he told me ended up not being true at all, but it’s still hard to push this stupid crap from my mind sometimes when I am in pain for days and nothing helps.
This is why I have a deep hatred for New-Age anything, psychics and parts of Sedona in general. Whether anything that jerk told me ends up being true, it preyed upon how scared and vulnerable I was back then and I wasted a lot of years thinking I was sick and was going to die soon. Rational, I know.
So today I should know what’s going on, finally.
On a side note, things with my mother are improving a bit, but still very strained. May and June were bad months but hopefully July will be better, with a clean bill of health and a new outlook.
Wish me luck!