After more than a month of not feeling quite up to par, I finally broke down and made an appointment with the doctor. The doctors at the clinic where we go have all seen me and all know my stance on "toughing it out". If I walk into their offices, they know that it is no mere thing so they are very attentive. Of course, the standard tests have to be run, scans completed and blood drawn. The results will not be known for days but, at least, I have made the step in getting help.
As Mark drove up the lane to the Little Bayou House after hours of tests, all I could think was how nice it was to be home. The Bayou offers more healing than I could ask and the serenity found therein is like no other. I wish that I never have to leave! Tomorrow, however, sees me in another round of tests and doctor's visits. Perhaps, this time, they will discover just what is draining my energy as well as my spirit. Then I can come home to the Bayou for true healing.
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