These last two years have been quite a rollercoaster on my psyche and have had me questioning a lot of things in my life. Couple that with the fact that last year was my personal 7 year, numerologically speaking, which is an inward journey of reflection and reviewing one's life, goals, and directions and is full of questions of "why", "how", and "where", and let's just say my mind has not been a calm place to spend any time. As an air sign my head is typically full of thoughts on any given day, but in a 7 year it's cranked up to 11!

Over the last few months however I decided to not let myself get overwhelmed by my thoughts but rather take a more directorial approach to them. Thoughts come and go, and sometimes they are helpful. Other times they can be destructive, and if left to run wild can get very bad and have a negative effect on our lives. I was done letting them get the best of me.

The first step I had to go through was…

As I sat facing the doctor from the other side of his desk, I could feel my muscles beginning to tense up and my heart starting to race while he told me he was sending me to the emergency room for an immediate MRI because of the results of my blood work that was drawn just an hour prior to sitting in front of him. I had never had an MRI before and I was getting nervous because this was all happening so quickly. I had come to Urgent Care because of a mild stomach discomfort I would get after I eating, and after a couple weeks of hearing me comment about it my roommate urged me to get it checked out.

After the MRI, I went back to the doctor’s office to wait for the results. The waiting room is the worst place to be in times like these. This is when the mind likes to travel to those dark and scary places.

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