And today I have some perspective. 24 hours have passed and I’m a lot calmer.
I really didn’t expect that call yesterday. And I don’t handle that stuff well. For 24 hours. π
I realize that so many abnormal Pap smears come back as nothing.
Over-reaction, over-think and over analyze thy name is Ruth
So I went out with a couple friends. Got absolutely shit faced drunk. Apparently hit on some poor baby at the bar…and I vaguely remember that. Enuff to know I was past she-wasted. While my friends watched over me to make sure I did nothing stupid. Passed out in the back of the car and made it up to bed and slept the sleep of the drunk.
While I don’t advocate this behavior for everyone… I gotta say I feel much better now.
I am sure all will be well and it’s not going to be any big deal.
I refuse to obsess over the possible negative outcome. I’m alive and well and I’ll deal with this much better than I did that stupid breast cancer scare.
Gonna start by rolling over and give some much deserved cuddles.
I am fine. Like … totally!!!