So I took my final pee in my pee hat today (well, maybe not forever, but at least for a bit here) and poured into the jug and drove it out to the lab. It was weird driving out there with the orange colored jug sitting in my lap. I felt like this jug could hold answers, or leads to more tests. I couldn't decide what I wanted the results to be, if I even really wanted to know. But after talking to enough people, I know that if it is Cushing's I need to get started on it ASAP, because the quicker the diagnosis and treatment, the better.
As we walked into the hospital over to my doctor's office, it was weird placing a jug of urine down on the recpetionists desk. But she seemed okay with it, so I was too. As I walked away I starred at this ugly orange container that was now sitting next to the pharmaceutically-branded Kleenex and said a quick prayer in my head hoping for the best. Whatever, the best may be.
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