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This morning I had a doctors apt. Didn't think it was a big deal but turns out one of my health issues is way worse than I though and I need surgery sooner rather than later. I have a hernia that I thought was run of the mill but when I showed my doctor he froze and his eyes got real big. But in the same moment I got really embarrassed because I thought it was because he saw my underwear.
Normally, nothing embarrasses me. I'm sure I had turned bright red so I covered up which sort of woke him up. He said, "No, I need to see your hernia again." Then I started laughing because I realized it wasn't my underwear and I was being stupid. That's also when I started feeling really anxious. So I showed him again and he poked at it. Then he goes this might hurt a little. I have a crazy high pain tolerance so I was basically expecting a tickle. He pushes a bit, it's nothing and then he put so much pressure on it I screamed but it actually popped and his fingers sunk like 3 inches in my groin. Then it actually felt a lot better. So then he goes in to if he hadn't of done that I would have needed emergency surgery within days (maybe hours) but as long as it doesn't become extended that much again I'll be ok. He spent like 15 minutes telling me symptoms to look out for that mean I need to be rushed to the hospital. He gave me all kinds of work restrictions that I'm not even sure how I'm supposed to tell my work about. I'm fine with medical stuff but the entire situation has had my anxiety maxed out all day. I ran out of anxiety medication in December but have been pretty much ok. I probably would have gotten through the rest of the day had what happened next not happened. This evening I was outside getting in my car to go get food and a car flew up in my drive way behind my car, trapping me and two rather large dudes got out. I have some PTSD from the life of stupidity I lived a long time ago. I honestly wasn't sure if I was about to get in a fight or worse. Turns out they were just two guys from my church checking up on me. While nice, the manner of their arrival and the day could not have been worse. The entire time we chatted I was trying to not come unglued and look like a psycho. I'm sure they think I'm a dick because I basically said what I needed to to get them to leave without overtly being rude. I don't even remember the conversation. I sat in my car for I'm not sure how long and I thought I calmed down. Drove to a pizza place and went in side. As soon as the dude behind the counter welcomed me with out saying a word I turned back around and got back in to my car for the worst panic attack I've ever had. I'm now home and my dog is suddenly really sick and I've yet to explain why I didn't come back with pizza. Sorry for getting all crazy but I needed to get this stupid stuff out and had no where else.
I wear women's underwear, but it was the weirdness of the situation that triggered me to be embarrassed (Sorry if that makes anyone feel uncomfortable).