Is it just me, or is it easier to keep up hope when things are moving quickly? I guess it depends on the nature of those "things," doesn't it?
Yesterday was the biopsy of the esophageal lymph nodes, a procedure that left me unexpectedly wiped out. It can best be described as slicing a hole in my throat and shoving a periscope down. Of course, I felt nothing at the time, but I sure do today!
My hopes for a quick lab report were not met. As has just about everything throughout this process, it'll take longer than I thought, and we won't have the results until tomorrow (Friday).
Thus today's blog update is that there is no update.
I just might die of old age before they are through doing "just one more test."
I'll put in a plug for Swedish Medical Center, though. What a fabulous facility and staff! And now, in addition to being in love with my surgeon, I'm in love with the anesthesiologist. I'm so fickle.
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