I'm so tired of feeling lousy.  My head hurts, my jaw hurts, I'm tired most of the time, and if I do get up to do anything, I get dizzy.  I really need a break. 

And my prayer is answered.  My sister is coming up next week for a short visit.  I'll have my scan on Monday and she'll come Thursday the day when I see the doctor with the results.  It'll be nice to have her around  to distract me and keep my mind off of being the big result day.  I'm close with my sister so I know from the minute she arrives it'll be one long nonstop chatting session. 

I don't know why I'm so anxious.  Well yes, I do.  But it's really not that I think I'm going to get bad news though.  I honestly believe that God has been listening to my prayers and has healed me.  I can feel this in my heart and know it will be good news next week.  But this doesn't stop me from being anxious.  I guess I'm anticipating it like a kid seeing his birthday gift all wrapped up in a beautifully ribboned box and having to wait to open it.