HOLY CRAP

I had the shitake scared outa me today. Got a call from my mother on my cell phone and at work to let me know that Dr. Diaz's office is trying to call me because of Mason's blood work. So what do I do...I FREAK....I automatically assume he has leukemia..I start to shake, get nauseous and can't focus. SERIOUSLY!! I called the nurse back and left a message on her voicemail. And called and called and called and called...She never answered her friggin phone. So I called the receptionist and explained to her that one cannot call an emergency contact number stating there is something wrong with one's sons bloodwork and then make herself unavailable...Didn't work...No friggin sympathy....So finally she called me back just to tell me Mason had a little protein in his urine. Barely above normal but should be repeated in 2 weeks just in case because of his tummy aches.
HOLY CRAP! If only she would of mentioned that little tid bit earlier, I would not have overdosed on adrenaline... DID I mention I am a FREAK!!