February 12th, 2018

I finally got a call back from Dr. Laurie about my brain scan. He said we needed to talk and we've set up an appointment for Wednesday. If everything was fine, he'd have said so. Still having an appointment to go over specifics would be okay. But he didn't say things are fine. I'm kinda freaking out here.

He had called in the morning hoping we might be able to schedule something today or tomorrow. But I've got work, and when I get off he's busy the rest of the day, so Wednesday was our first chance.

Not much else to say. Thanks to Dr. Laurie's call I've spent most of the day in a daze. There was a lot of talk about The Stag, even Max was texting me all day. I let Hal know what was going on when he stopped by for lunch. After work he picked me up and brought me straight home. It was a nice evening with him and my parents. Dad even let us have the TV, so we watched an episode of Supergirl since Hal's not up to the current season of Supernatural. And Ice cream, we didn't have banana's, but we did have cookie's and cream.