Waiting

I've been experiencing some physical symptoms for the past couple of months. Things that are out of the ordinary. Some days are horrible and other days aren't so bad. The aren't-so-bad days make me think that it's all just really nothing. Maybe I'm imagining things. Maybe it was stress or aging or just me being over-analytical. But, I did what people tell you to do and I went to the doctor a couple weeks ago. We started the process on tests. Now I'm waiting. Waiting for the results. Waiting to find out if I'll have an answer or if I'll have to do some other tests. And wait some more.