Make yourself comfy and grab a box of tissues, you're gonna need it...
This past week has been an emotional roller coaster to say the least. Wednesday, I woke up and just knew I shouldn't go to work, but I am a bit of a stubborn work-a-holic, so I went in anyway after my blood test. Waiting is just the worst, I knew it would be about 4 hours until I got the call, so I tried not to think about it and went on with my day. Around 10:15, my nurse, Amy called and I could already hear it in her voice, "I'm so sorry, Julie, but its negative..." All I could say was, "okay". She also said there was a chance the numbers could go up, but it wasn't likely and I was to continue to take my meds and get more blood work on Friday. When I calmed myself down a little, I called Jason and told him the news. He was at home sick, so he was already pretty down, and this awful news didn't help one bit, I could tell on the phone that he was heartbroken. I didn't know what else to say so I got off the phone and finished what I was working o...