I finally went to have another MRI, I had put it off since I first had one when I had my brain bleed 5 1/2 years ago. I finally was persuaded by my docs to have another one, deep down in my heart I feared it had bled again.
It did.
Awful thoughts start- fear, death, the end,pouding heart, you name it.
My husband was by my side to hold me up, lift my spirits, hold me close. Comfort me.
For better or for worse...
Awful thoughts...
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