The good, the bad, and the ugly
Well, $*&@%&.
I have good news and bad news.
The good news is that according to the test results, my heart is fine. Yup, the ol’ ticker is in decent shape. No problems there.
The bad news is that I have more %&#@ fluid in my lung, making me miserable. Again. (At the last oncologist visit July 2, he listened to my breathing, and said that he could hear air moving in and out, which told me that there was no fluid to block that sound. So the fluid has accumulated in the last couple of weeks.)
So I have some choices: 1) I can do nothing. 2) I can have another thoracentesis (meeting with Mr. Needle). 3) I can have the pleurodesis, which is the permanent fuse of lung and chest wall. 4) I can fill up my Honda and drive off into the sunset and think about it tomorrow.
We all know what I’ll end up doing.
The ugly truth is that I’m such a big chicken about it.
WTF, we'll even listen to you cluck a few times before we slap you upside the head and then offer to hold your hand through the worst of it. Whatever it takes, babe.
See you soon.
Shovels, lotion, handholding... whatever it takes we will be by your side.
: 6:31 AMYup, still here, keeping track, can't tell you how impressed I am with you-truly a force to be reckoned with...Thanks for keeping us all up to date and just know that even up here in the great white (wet)north, I'm thinking about you and sending e-hugs. Glad you have lots of support down there...take advantage as much as you can.
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