This has seriously been the longest two weeks of my life. Can time pass any slower? I go in tomorrow morning at 8:30 to get my blood drawn but I won't have results until 3 or 4 in the afternoon. Talk about another long wait. I am a big ball of emotions right now. You never know which one you're going to experience. Excitement? Nervousness? Dreadful? I go through each emotion several times a day. It's taking its toll on me and I haven't slept past 4:30am all week. In turn, I am EXHAUSTED. I want an answer one way or another and I want a good answer, not some low beta if it turns out to be positive tomorrow.
I've visited Nathan's grave several times in the past two weeks praying to him and God to provide. It would start out as praying and end as begging and pleading. I seriously don't know how much heartache I can take before it pushes me over the edge.
Positive thoughts for tomorrow.
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