HOPE in Postcards 4
- March 10, 2018, 11:31 a.m.
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Hope at last.
George took this day off to be with me as I made my rounds. CT Scan at 0845, and I surprised the clerk with all the right paperwork.
Then I was off to work where I discovered a donation of hundreds of cookbooks. Yes, another volunteer sorted while I priced and got them ALL out on the floor. G picked me up and we had time to shop at Amvets Thrift store where I found a pair of red Bass sports shoes but not the brown/tan ragg sweater I’ve been looking for. Progress.
At the gastroenterologist’s office, where we found a parking place right out in front, again I had all the right paperwork. I also found that the young Gastroenterologist had a sense of humor.
The newest CT scan had been read. Thousands of questions asked. As I laid on his table, he asked me to do a crunch. He poked me right where the pain was. I levitated upright in agony while G and the doctor laughed. Then I laughed too. A diagnosis appeared. Either a torn abdominal wall or a strained abdominal wall muscle.
Take two Advil a day, and in two weeks we will take a look and see what we can see.
It’s amazing how much better I feel with a little hope in hand.
Dear G took me out to dinner at PF Chang’s and off to a meeting. We fell asleep watching TV well before ten.
Deleted user ⋅ March 10, 2018
Good news although I know it hurts ! Right now I could not do a sit up if my life depended on it . Or maybe I could :-)
aunty EM ⋅ March 10, 2018
That sounds serious, but less so than what the imagination can do. Hope you heal quickly and the pain goes away FOREVER!
Hillbilly Princess ⋅ March 10, 2018
Marg ⋅ March 11, 2018
It's so good to get a diagnosis and to know something can be done and in time it will eventually vanish! Sending lots of healing vibes for you😊
NorthernSeeker ⋅ March 12, 2018
It really helps to have a diagnosis even if you don't like the news that goes along with it. That poke would have hurt!