Thank you for all the good wishes, we can really use them these days in the pond. It appears as tho' I am pretty sick and it only took them six days and [what felt like] a gazillion tests to give us a sort of, kind of diagnosis.
One of the tests has detected what the doctors suspect may be cancer, but it can't be biopsied [too small] so they will have to wait three months to do another MRI to finalize their diagnosis. In the meantime I will be making weekly visits for other issues and I will have to be put on a transplant list. I am also the happy recipient of my very own home health care nurse. That should be fun to explain to Spot, eh?
I am trying to look on the bright side for now - I am still alive and a lot more pain free than I have been in 4 months. Bonus! One day I will share the [now it's] funny story of them yet again over medicating me and the ensuing hilarity in the lobby of the hospital. I am seriously considering getting a tattoo that says "Do not mix pain killers with sleep aids." I was quite the show that night let me tell you.
In another episode of "It can only happen to Skippy" the anti nausea medicine they prescribed to help me stomach another medicine I take causes me to throw up. If I wasn't so sick of being sick I'd laugh. It is kind of funny tho', y'know?
I have always written this blog as a journey for us - me and my family - and I have always said it was an added bonus that I gained so many true, wonderful friends while documenting out mundane lives. I wasn't sure whether to share this trip with you all - but since it is happening and is doing a grand job of coloring our world I thought it was best to share the goods and the bads.
Hope y'all are having a great week - I promise to catch up in the next few days, but know I am always around in spirit, if not words.