Thank you for all the hugs and sympathy - they're all appreciated very much. Thank you particularly to the person who elected to remain anonymous - I felt that you had some very wise things to say and an attitude that I would do well to even emulate a little of. You seem to be achieving a state of mind that I haven't found my way to yet but it's something to ponder and I thank you. I hope you got something from sharing with those of us reading and if you're ever moved to share a little more about yourself then I'll be happy to hear from you.
I am incredibly bleary this afternoon - t'was clinic this morning complete with the results from last weeks' CT scan. Needless to say, I've been waiting for the scan for over a month because they have a stupid booking system and kept offering me dates I couldn't do; but since they sent them out by letter it seemed to take a week or more to sort out a date that we could have sorted out in 1o minutes of conversation........ridiculous. So, by the time I arrived this morning I think I'd worked myself up into deciding that the results were going to be bad; so imagine how I felt when I arrived at clinic to discover they were running so late that there were no seats to be had in the waiting area, the corridor was full; it was bedlam. I then indulged in a wee panic when the new locum nurse asked me in that sort of telling you way that I had more tests this afternoon - which to my knowledge, I did not. Alert! Alert! Alert! Ratchet up the adrenaline levels a few more bazillion points! Turns out he was talking out of his arse.
So, stable was the diagnosis - under control - not currently taking over my body plus the pamidronate is repairing the bone damage, so, good, OK, alright. That's were we are.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
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Stable is good. Very good. And no one can understand the waiting game unless they have lived. It's own particular kind of torture, for sure. xo
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