Facebook reminded me of what life was like for me one year ago today:
“My test came back negative today. However, I have to go back in 10 days for another lab to make sure it’s actually gone. I’m not sure if I can feel relief yet but I’m apprehensively hopeful. Please continue to pray that this will be completely gone.Thank you for all of your prayers! ️️”️
I remember feeling so apprehensive. The doctors didn’t help either. They had told me false test results could happen and that I’d have to do a repeat test to be absolutely sure. I was already in the deepest of depression and anxiety it didn’t take much to make me feel like my world was spinning or that something was going to go wrong. I didn’t feel I could rest easy until I got the 2nd lab results back. I was a nervous wreck. I felt like things could be moving in the right direction but I couldn’t let my heart feel it yet.