I met with a close friend from out of town at the local bar we went to during our college days. He is like a brother to me, and it was great seeing him, and joking and eating wings just like old times. We talked and laughed – especially about him thinking Verizon sold health insurance. I got a phone call while we were at the bar. They wanted to move the appointment up by a hour, the nurse also asked me if I wanted to bring someone to the clinic to hear the results. I reacted to that part of the message, it sounded ominous. I told my friend and he tried to tell me it was nothing, but I couldn’t shake the feeling. We kept laughing and joking and we said goodbye with a promise to let him know what the results were. I drove back to the office, still worried. I paced around my apartment for most of the evening.