Wish I was a Doctor, so I could know what's going on with me.

Wish I was a Doctor, so I could know what's going on with me. 

One moment I'm feeling like I'm gonna faint or get real sick, and the next moment I'm good again. Could it be tension? Or perhaps unknown stress?  I should not even think about it and just take it easy and move on. Thinking about it makes it worser. Still the dizziness and the short breathed is bothering me, I never had this. Though while I'm writing this I feel a bit better. I worked a half day in the afternoon, I had here and there a few doubts if I should go, but I knew actually already that I would go anyway. I woke up early this morning, but after being awake for 30 minutes I took my first nap already. I slept long, afterwards I went to the hospital for my 'tests,' blood sugar and thyroid. I'm curious of the results. 

Today's work, sawing mats out of a large, huge mat.

The tests went fine, "Always look somewhere else when the needle comes, lol." After the tests I went home and took another nap, the weather felt like a Autumn day, grey, rainy and cold. The nap was good, I slept for another hour, wow!  And yeah, around 12:30 I decided to put on my working clothes and work a half day. I felt not that good but I thought if I just sit here at home and think about what's wrong with me, it will only get worser. I was excited to go aswell, so yeah, off I went. Some workers were confussed to see me, lol. But my leading worker was really surprised and excited. Work went well this afternoon, I took it easy. The dizziness bothered me, sigh. I would loved to know the results of my tests, I will have to wait untill Tuesday. 

There you go, one mat!

Before I went to work I bought a little bit of groceries for in the evening, snacks and a beer. Oh and some fruit and juice for work. I cooked my dinner when I got back from work and afterwards I sat down and relaxed. This weekend I'm planning not that much, though I have to visit my Dad soon, it's about time. Gosh, my Aunt called yesterday, she can be such a pain sometimes. Nagging and nagging, I will tell about her tomorrow.... I shouldn't say this actually but, when the time has come that my Dad passes away, (now, don't get me wrong, cause I hope my Dad will become 200 years old) I will never get in contact with my Aunt or other Family members from my Dad's side again. It will be such a relief, really no offence to my Dad, he has a heart of gold. But the others, sigh.