10/17/23

Well, my 'high' just disappeared.  I figured I could cancel my December appointments at MD Anderson for my exam, ultrasound and mammogram since I got the good results from my last blood test.  They said no.  Apparently, they think the tumor they are watching (that didn't grow any last time) isn't related to my first one.  They want to keep an eye on it and I have an MRI in February down there, too.  The blood test is only good for the original tumor.  I thought I was done for awhile, but apparently not.  This cast a shadow on my spirit today and brought me back down to earth, but tomorrow is a new day.  I'm gonna go on with my life because I believe this new tumor isn't going to grow any more because it's benign, weak, and doesn't dare spread.  I am more determined than it is, so it doesn't have a chance.  I'll go to all the appointments and they will see it's just a weakling and does not deserve my attention, time, or trouble.  However, I'm not going to turn down prayers offered on my behalf.  Insurance, you know....

Today is 'soft food day'.  Tomorrow is prep day.  Thursday is colonoscopy day.  I cannot wait until Friday.  These don't ever go well for me.  In fact, they're a nightmare, to say the least.

David took me to Bingo last night because I still can't drive after dark, and it was the highlight of his day, I'm sure.  Actually, we each won a game, so it was kinda fun.  We came home and finished watching the Cowboys win, so he was a happy camper.  It's only once a month at the senior center, so maybe by next month I'll be able to drive myself.  I go see the ophthalmologist next week., so cross your fingers.  I have felt like I have been in 'daytime prison' for months now.

I talk to myself all the time because I need an expert opinion on most matters.

I do not need anger management.  I just need people to stop pissing me off.

My people skills are just fine.  It's my tolerance for idiots that could use some work.

Even duct tape can't fix stupid, but it sure helps muffle the sound.

Sigh.  I thought growing old would have taken longer.



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