Fretting…

That’s my new word.  I’m fretting.  Not scared, not anxious.  Fretting.  See, I’m in constant pain.  By constant I mean 25 out of 30 days I’m in pain.  Some days are worse than others.  I went to see my doctor.  He said that there is a “procedure” that he is going to do that should help my pain.  Ok.

Here is my dilemma.  Should is not that comforting.  He says that this “procedure” will help me in many ways.  However, it isn’t a sure thing.  I’m actually concerned that it will cause me more pain.  It’s a possibility after all.

I guess I just wanted to put out there that I’m worried about this and that I don’t know what to do.  I just want to be pain free and I would do almost anything for that.  I’m fretting about this a lot.  A LOT.  I’ve had two similar things done to me and they didn’t go as smoothly as they should have.  This is where all of the apprehension comes from.  Scary, bad things that can happen.

It’s happening on Monday.  Eek.  Expect the next post to be more chipper.