ACK! I don’t know if this is the Queen of Neuroses that has taken over my body, but holy crap, I’m suddenly so nervous! Oh, sure I write a good party-line about how I’m ‘strong like bull.’ Currently, I feel ‘weak like slug!’
First, let me apologize to all slugs. I’m guessing you’re not really weak, but I could not come up with anything else at the spur of the moment. What I am really trying to do is calm down. I don’t even want to think of what my heart rate is right now. Oh boy, when they take my blood pressure today, they’ll probably gasp.
I’ve got my nervous cough going, too. Stupid asthma. Wow, nerves are making me less than erudite, although it’s still pretty good to come up with a word like erudite. Anyway, I have to remember that I don’t have to do any of this. I choose to do this. I want to live a few more years at least. I CHOOSE TO DO THIS! This is my decision, not mandated by the government or peer pressure or gods only know what else.
Ok, let me go take a shower and get dressed, and I’m sure I’ll start feeling more in control.