Sorry.
I’ve been away from my desk for most of the last month due to a battery of medical visits and a row with the insurance company. Well, yes, I had some other concerns as well. More on that later.
July is one of those months when I need to visit at least two doctors and go get a test for the third.
I went in for labs for the first doctor’s visit (my primary care physician) a week before seeing him. I could call him a right, jolly elf because of his stature and his demeanor, but that would be unkind of me. Over the past several years, I have come to respect him. He’s a good man who gave me a clean bill of health.
Two days after going in for labs for my PCP, I had labs in anticipation of a CAT scan that happened a couple of hours after seeing my PCP. I had an appointment to see the Doctor who had ordered the CAT scan a week after having it done. The day after the appointment to see my PCP and to have the CAT scan, I had an MRI for the third doctor – the surgeon who did a quick resection of part of my rectum because of a small bit of localized cancer found when I had a colonoscopy two years ago. All three doctors have been keeping an eye on me – promising that they would do so for five years after the initial discovery of the mass on my rectum.
With a clean bill of health from my PCP and nothing said by the surgeon ordering the MRI, I presumed that my visit with the Oncologist would be the third part of a trifecta of good news from the medical establishment.
As Maxwell Smart would say, “Missed it by that much!”
Apparently, the Oncologist and the radiologist she used for the CAT scan found something suspicious on my liver.
So, apparently, I’m off to round two.
The Oncologist has ordered a new MRI, followed a week later with a visit with a different surgeon, followed by… well, I guess I’ll have to see what the surgeon has to say, first. The Oncologist and I are optimistic that this particular little bump in the road will be easily taken care of and that I will likely die at the age of 102 at the hand of a jealous lover.
There are a couple of things that I am/am not looking forward to. For one, I will likely have one more scar to add to my surgical scar collection. (Five so far, three in places where I’d rather not show – not including where I was circumcised.)
The other has to do with my hair.
Will treatment for the second round lead to the loss of hair on my head (so I can cosplay Lex Luthor), and if it does, will I lose hair on other parts of my body (so I can fit in better with folks at a naturist resort)?
Another consideration – if I am going to lose the hair on my head, should I get a haircut first?
So many questions. I’ll catch up on the possibilities later.
As far as the other stuff I mentioned at the top of the page, well, I won.
The insurance claim I had from the windstorm on the first of March has finally been resolved.
I finally had the last word with the company that sold me the solar panels on my roof.
And the dog Filbrix is in good health according to the vet.
The only outstanding problem has to do with hundred-degree temperatures. Thankfully, the air conditioner still works. Otherwise, no problems.
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