Well they finally posted around 9 pm. It just says result (negative) and the creatinine level.
I was on my way to pick up scrub bottoms when I was freaking out. My hands have never shook so much ever. All that was racing through my head was (omg, what if, god forbid, I won't be needing these scrubs
cause something horrible has happened with my results and I will have wasted money and have no job to pay my bills!). Now you can see why I'm going to go grey. And my poor fiance has to deal with me and i feel so bad.
Im so careful with my program and have made several folders and check off lists, alarms, I'm always cautious of what I eat, drink, and products I use or am around. I know I should just be calm when I know I'm doing everything right, but it's easier said than done. I guess my self defense kicks in and I'm preparing myself for the a absolute worst.