So I have an appointment on Thursday. I’m excited to go, but I’m also scared beyond all reason. I’m worried that the explanations for things being more difficult lately will be something that I can’t handle, or that I don’t want to know. I’ll never know if I don’t go, but I’m definitely a lot more scared to go than I am to not go. But ignorance isn’t bliss, and won’t ever be. Blah.
The doctor wanted to put me on hydroxychloroquine (Plaquenil) last time I talked to her, and I was really reluctant. But now I might give it a try. I hope that I can handle it well, so I can still work and go to school like I’ve been planning, but if not, that’s alright too. I’d rather be healthier than spending more money learning more things to try and make myself marketable in a failed economy.
Why am I so scared? 🙁