Off the rails

I still play with the magnetic poetry set in my office, though I’ve not posted any poems recently. It tends to make me feel like an e. e. cummings wannabe, since the only capital letter in any of the sets is the letter “I”. I noticed this poem on the board my office Friday: I…

Looks like I’m going back for more tests – a bone scan and a chest scan. They found an “irregularity” on the MRI and can’t rule out a carcinoma. It isn’t likely, but it isn’t impossible either. The area is probably just a nodule of hepatic regeneration; when a liver gets as bad as mine…

I have been trying to reach my doctor’s office since 9:00 this morning (it’s now nearly 10:00). It has been wall-to-wall busy signal, for the most part. I did get through once, but it was the answering service who picked up. I asked them what time the office would start accepting calls. She told me…

Yet another draining session. This time we got 9.3 Liters out of me. My abdomen is really sore at the moment – it will take time for my guts to reconfigure themselves back into place. My lab scores continue to fall closer and closer into normal ranges. My bilirubin is still high (though not as…

You have to love it. First of all, I was told my doctor would be back today. I call to make my appointment, and guess who won’t be in. Don’t rack your brains too hard on this one, it’s supposed to be a gimme. So I settle for Dr. Replacement, after convincing the girl who’s…