I’m somewhat terrified of what tomorrow may bring.
Either, everything’s all right. Then all is well.
Or, it’s not.
If I’d went the first time around (18 months ago; when it didn’t fit into my work schedule, and on top of that cost – not that much, really, but not-eligible-for-“Frikort”) … had this happened then instead?
Or is it something from that last medication?
I had almost forgot about it, then I happened to mention it for my sister … and then my parents sent an SMS (less than half an hour ago).
Now I’m worrying again.