It strikes me fearful when I have an uneasy feeling inside of me.
Like the one that tells me I am sure to have a different plan than I ever expected for myself.
I am scared when I do not know what is wrong.
I wish I could make the sickness go away.
But part of me also agrees that I shall battle it with all of my might and strength.
I feel sick but I am ok, if only to stand for a few moments to hug the one that I love so much.
There is little sleep, my head is pounding little by little, weakness, and nausea.
I hope it is nothing more than me being in a state of stress.
But I do pray I can find a way through blood tests to find the answers that I need today.