
Embarking on an all too familiar path but with a new unclear destination. The previous journeys were not always pleasant but I survived those and I have to believe the same will be true. Positivity wanes at these times, but as a survivor I have to believe I will once again triumph. Writing survivor makes me smile through tears because any instance I use a word such as this, one that could indicate something small such as an afternoon sitting in hot sun or a major health concern or a loved one’s death, it’s really up to me how I quantify the word.
I planned on writing a humorous take on having a colonoscopy until I had one, and now waiting for results is just another game in my mind trying to remain positive all the while disturbing thoughts trickle in. It really does no good to think what might lie ahead, through the blurry unclear future, but how can I not? I have no control over what comes next and believe Murphy has taken permanent residence near me.
I can’t leave this without some humor.

I agree it is worrying and we can’t help worrying because we human. xxx
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I don’t mind the procedure but I hate the waiting for results, usually here they give you a heads up if it’s generally clear as you finish up. Love that humour.
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Thanks. Not generally clear.
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😦
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It is worrying
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colonoskopys are icky! I hope your results are good!
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Fingers crossed, it’s the waiting that kills
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