Tuesday August 13th
It is Tuesday August 13 working until
noon then going to the neurosurgeon for 2:30. I am better, but still
feel emotionally heavy.
Wonder if that is an actual description.
Here we are, finding our way to another
Dr. office, thankful Ed is with me I would probably still be looking
for the place. We are a few minutes late. I am given a bracelet and
we are whisked away into a room where we wait for the Dr.
Vitals taken by the nurse, Assistant
comes in. Ed does not like her. Yes he gives a rating of like or
don't like with everyone we come into contact with. He makes me
giggle. I am still not feeling positive about this and I tell him so.
He asks why? Tell him I don't know. But I do, it is the “broken
camera”.
Do I really think that? A part of me does. I just tell
him, I have bad vibes and remind him of how I am usually good with
that sort of thing. He is shaking his head, total denial that
anything bad will come of this.
I love him, he is my rock. He will not
let the bad come.
Another Dr. perplexed!! I have done it,
I am a puzzle to everyone. He talks but finalizes his non-findings
with I don't know. Symptoms don't match, mass is meningioma but the
other stuff.........”I don't know what they are, if you are up to it I would like
to do a fine needle biopsy today”
Can't say no, can I?
Ok
So in they come, after what seems like
forever (they are on call to do this stuff so they just come in from
wherever they are when they get the call) with tool boxes and
equipment and smiles. Okay maybe they were medical trays, with
medical supplies.
Ed is rocking back and forth I swear he is going to make me sea sick. Room is too small for him to pace, so instead he is rocking.
They explain what they are going to do.
Ed is rocking back and forth I swear he is going to make me sea sick. Room is too small for him to pace, so instead he is rocking.
They explain what they are going to do.
Sign consent form.
After 3 needles they have all the
tissue they want. Now they want a surgical biopsy of the one under my skull. We are on our way and someone will call with the
surgical biopsy time, but count on Thursday afternoon sometime. Did I
mention the plan is to biopsy the meningioma that is under my skull?
It is sometime after 5:00pm where does
the time go? We have just enough money between the two of us to pay
for parking, we did not plan this well, but we do know where the car is this time but no stopping for fast food. Note to self, check money before leaving house for appointments.
More explaining to family, friends,
work.
Wed flies by got the call Thursday August 15th
1:30 arrival, 3:00pm surgery!
~Youngblood Hawke! "Stars"
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