Phooey

I thought my summer was going to be clear. My doctor me that the test results were good and that there was no rush for a colonoscopy. Her office would still make arrangements, but the appointment would likely be a couple of months down the road.

The specialist left a message on Wednesday, which I didn't get until too late. Then, yesterday I just forgot to call. I mean, my doctor told me there was no hurry. I called the specialist this morning only to find out that he wanted to fast track me. But, because I waited one day too long, I can't get an appointment until the third week in July. If I had called yesterday, I would be going in for a scope next week. 

Now I am back to being worried. Now, that worry has three weeks to stew and ferment. Perfect. All my plans are again on hold.