24 hours to go - Update: I made it!

In 24 hours I'll be heading out to see my dietitian for the first time in FOUR months.  FOUR months is a long time.  I'm still not sure how missing someone like this is a good thing, but my therapist still says this was a good thing for me to experience.

I am still kinda sorta anxious about tomorrow... My brain had a full on anxiety party yesterday afternoon and logic wasn't invited.  Anxiety completely overtook my thought process and filled my head with worrisome wonderings.  All sorts of worries were cycling through my head for what felt like an eternity.  But you know what?  Like my therapist says,  the anticipation is always worse than the actual event, right?

Tom Petty really knew what he was talking about...

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part...

(For all my anxiety and nerves... I still can't wait to see her!)

Clarifying Point: I never really missed anyone before, even when I was a kid.  I wasn't that attached to anyone, really, so even when my parents went out of town, it wasn't all that big of a deal.  It wasn't until recently that I learned what it feels like to connect with someone to the point where you miss them... to understand what it feels like to be attached to someone.  Not the greatest feeling at the moment, but I've been told it gets easier, and less painful as one gets used to the feeling.

Update: Well, I made it.  I survived four months.  117 days, to be exact.  It was SO nice to see my dietitian again, I really missed her, really, really missed her. I think I'm still kind of in disbelief that she's back, not sure if it will feel "real" for another week or two.  But I'm ok with that.  I'm just glad I made it, I'm glad that I was well taken care of by my therapist and my dietitian's stand in, and I'm so so so SO very glad that *my* dietitian is back!