The next day I have my first MRI..... Whew... This time I asked my mom to come with me, I was about a week and half out from the first doctors appointment that made the discovery... I think at this point it everything was started to take a toll on me? After a few mix ups with my appointment, I snapped.... I literally cried in my moms lap. The appointments, overtime at work, paperwork between work and medical, and overall fear just finally got me...Now keep in mind at the time I was about 5'9 and 220 pounds in my mom lap who is way smaller than me... I could tell the fear that was wearing on her too, because she had been down the road of appointments and surgeries with my brother (who passed from complications with Systemic Lupus in 2006),which made me cry even more. We were scared... Whatever it was, we knew it would get handled, but we were scared. Okay, I've never had a MRI.....I had already been through what felt like a lot that i figured I'd be good...
'Life is your runway......Treat it as such'