Boo...

 

Here's something that will bore you...

I went in for my annual check-up with my primary care
physician today.

I didn't use to like her very much and kept threatening
to find a new doctor but today she got added to my
Christmas card list. She had nothing but good news for me.

My blood work was damn near perfect. A1c was 6.2.
Glucose was 99. aaaannnnd I've lost 24 lbs.
Because my blood work and glucose control has been
very good for several years, she said she could lower
my diabetes Metformin dosage. I'm thrilled! Metformin is
the only diabetes medication I take.

I'll have to monitor my glucose level a little more closely
for the next six months to make sure it stays steady and
my A1c doesn't go up. I can do that.

I've already made appointments to go to the dentist and visit
the eye doctor. My colonoscopy turned out peachy. The only
thing left to schedule is a mammogram and I'll do that tomorrow.

My full-body tune-up is going swimmingly. (knock on wood).

where...

 If you don't
find me here
I'll be nowhere.
Go there.

Do not spew...

 

Prayer...

 Wizard Universe,
Shore us up for the many
days ahead. Amen.

Here we go again... (update)

In spite of good news, there is a new hiccup for Carol

They've been monitoring a spot on her left lung.
Comparing it from this scan to the one done in June,
it has doubled in size. Not good.

Oncologist said that is a definite sign of active cancer.
The complication is placement. It's behind the heart
which may make it nearly impossible to reach
to do a biopsy which means they won't know what
kind of cancer it is. Which means they won't know
what chemo to attack it with.

Radiation would also be tricky to impossible.

She is scheduled for a PET scan Friday. It will give
a more detailed look at the lymph node/spot area.

They'll be involving top-notch radiologists and surgeons
to look at the PET scan image and make recommendations.
Probably won't get their evaluations until beginning of November.

In the meantime, we will be (at least I will be) on pins
and needles waiting...waiting...

If you are so inclined, more good thoughts and prayers
would be appreciated.

(update...Carol got a call this morning saying her insurance
company refused approval for the PET scan. She had to
reschedule for November 7. Waiting 3 weeks instead of one.
Damn their asses.)

Hey lady...

What are you?
Some kinda poet
or something?

I smiled.
As a matter
of fact,
I am.

Who's asking?

 

Take me...

Don't talk
just do.
        you know
        what you want.
Don't explain.
Don't ask.
         Just do.

Picking up the slack...

 Good news is always a pleasure to spread.
Ann had a follow-up MRI and the results
were exciting and very encouraging. No signs
of the pituitary adenoma coming back or spreading.
The surgeon was thrilled and said she would
have another MRI in 6 months just to keep track.
Big sigh of relief.

Carol came through the ostomy reversal surgery
with flying colors and has completely healed.
She has an appointment with her oncologist Friday.
She'll get the results of her latest CT scan and hope
there are no signs of new cancer or spreading of
the cancer we know is there. Because of all the
surgeries and emergencies, she hasn't had any
kind of chemo since January...well, except for the
one colon cancer cycle that put her in the hospital
and rehab for almost two months.
We're 99% sure she'll go back on chemo for the breast
cancer she's been battling for more than 12 years but
unless the colon cancer rears its ugly head, there will
be no chemo for that.

This past month has been almost like a vacation because
there have been so few appointments and procedures
to deal with.

I'm getting ready for Christmas. Almost done shopping
and ready for wrapping and hiding and mailing.
Life is good.

I've been able to take more time to read lately.
This is what I'm working on now:

The worst situation is the horrible hurricane
damages and deaths this year with yet another
monster on its way as soon as tomorrow.
May all in its path survive.

F. Scott Fitzgerald- beautiful...

 

He knew the true meaning,
wouldn't you say?

Maybe no more...

 am I allowed to
love you? if not tell me soon.
It's a long walk back.