I’m nervous.

I hate doctors, especially this one. Not because he isn’t a nice guy or anything. He is actually one of the most pleasant physicians I’ve ever gone to. It doesn’t make me look forward to the visit, though. He could pass out lollipops and cashiers checks and I’d still dread the visit every four months; which is likely why I only go every six months, despite their constant recommendations to come more frequently.

I’m not writing this to be pessimistic or to vent doomsday in my life. In fact, I’m writing it for purely the opposite outcome: I want to get it out of me so I stop worrying and just enjoy my week. All will be well.

Optimism and the power of positive thoughts always wins,

~ Victoria Elizabeth Ann


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