Waiting...

I spent the morning in the doctor's office. Waiting.

Waiting to sign in. Waiting to be called back to a room. Waiting for the doctor once I was called back to a room. Waiting for the nurse to come and do blood work....twice. Waiting for the nurse to come and do a flu test. Waiting for my eyes to stop watering after the nurse finally came to do the flu test. Waiting for the doctor to come back to tell me to go home and wait.

So then....

I spent the afternoon at home. Waiting.

Waiting for the doctor to call me to tell me what all my waiting was for this morning.

I finally called her. Because I got tired of waiting.

And shockingly enough.....she doesn't know what is wrong with me. So I get to "wait it out."

Of course.