First off, the doctor seemed very worried after examining me. He brought in another doctor, who was apparently more knowledgeable about cancer. After he examined me also, asking me a couple of questions, they both left the room for a moment after excusing themselves, and then returned.
The first doctor then quite literally rushed me down to the laboratory to get a blood test, and then off to get a chest/neck x-ray. But before he sent me down there, he told his assistant to set up an appointment for me for tomorrow as early as possible; technically, the appointment is set for today, since it's 3AM. When she informed him that the earliest was somewhere between 12 noon and 2:30PM, he told her to set it for noon.
He then turned to me and said,
- "I'm going to be down in Medical 15 at 9AM, and I want you to come in then. Disregard the appointment time. We need to do a biopsy on you as soon as possible."
He said he was worried about several different types of cancer, all of them having to do with my lymph nodes.
My world has been uprooted, and things that once seemed important no longer mean anything.
It felt so good to see her tonight. When she asked me what I was doing tomorrow night, I had to stop myself from dancing right there in front of her. She has such a powerful effect on me; her mere presence pleases me to no end.
When I initially went to go see her, she was a little bit stubborn and a little bit doubtful. That's ok, though; I understand what she's going through. Confusion can be a very difficult thing sometimes.
We ended up going on a ride in the hills on my motorcycle for a bit. It was a quick ride, just up the Saratoga side of Highway 9, down the back side of Highway 9, and then back over. I really do enjoy sharing my time on my motorcycle with her.
I really should be asleep right now, considering the fact that I have to be up in 5 hours, but again I find myself avoiding sleep.
Shitty.
No comments:
Post a Comment