There are fifteen days until I find out my Huntington's Disease test results. Overall, I've been much more calm this week than I was the week before. I'll admit that I've had a breakdown or two. I think that's probably normal in this situation. Keeping busy helps. And we've been busy. I think I feel so calm because, at this point, there's nothing I can do. Whatever will be, will be.
I've been running to train for my 1/2 marathon. Sometimes when I'm running, I can't help but think about my results date. I'll try to picture the room and the doctors' faces. At this point, it's still a little blurry. I have no idea how I'll react. It will either be one of the best days or one of the worst days of my life. Either way, I know it's going to be extremely emotional. And, either way, I know I'll feel relieved that I can move forward in one way or another.
Otherwise, business as usual. My mom has been surprisingly happier in the last few days. She has talked to her doctors and has agreed to go to her initial HD appointment. Funnily enough, the earliest appointment I could get for her is the day after I find out my own results. It should be a fantastic few days. We talked about pushing my mom's appointment a month for my own mental health, but decided against it. It took a lot to convince her to go and I think we need to start fighting this thing as soon as possible. Hopefully we have a long road ahead, but just in case we don't, I want to move quickly.
There's nothing to do now except wait...