I see my new brain doctor on Monday. I’m weirdly excited and nervous all in one.
I’m excited to see what they have to say. It will be interesting to see if they have anything new or different to tell me. I’m excited to see if they will listen and treat me as me and not just another case. I’m excited to learn.
I’m nervous that they won’t have anything new or helpful to say. I’m nervous they will tell me something I don’t want to hear. I’m nervous they’ll find new holes or new problems. I’m nervous that they’ll put me back on the shots. I’m nervous that it will just be more of the same.
I’m scared but hopeful. I’m trying to stick closer to the hopeful side but it doesn’t always work.