Met with my primary Doc this AM. We hashed out yesterdays debaucle. It is a good thing they didn't give me the tracer becasue it probably would have jacked me up worse. It is no biggie that the MRI images are substandard. We talked about team management and whose roll is what. I am feeling more of a participant than a victim right now and that is a relief. We still dont know what the diagnosis is and wont for some time. I still have to do some tests. paramount is a bone marrow biopsy. The requests are in for all the tests. I just have to wait for them to be scheduled.
The chickenhawk is coming to all appointments from now on. It is enough for me to keep my shit together right now. Next time something goes weird I'll have someone strong at my side to jump in and help. She is stepping in as my ears and extra brain. I am so frickin lucky to have her.
Went to lunch at Jacks with Curtis Hincapie (nickname). I had BBQ Tri Tip and Garlic Fries. Garlic kills bad stuff right?
I have recieved tons of calls from friends with offers of support and good wishes. I am grateful for everything everyone is doing. Heather, Beth, Jen, Noel, Tori you studly Coloma Lotus moms are showing your mettle. Thanks.
Thanks for the note on the car Mr. Robinson. You may be a quiet guy but you are strong man. Yllib, thanks for listening well.
Matt, I dont know what I'd do without you.