I cannot begin to say how completely unpredictable life is. I am home in Provo now, and the lung biopsy which was scheduled for today has been postponed pending another CT scan on Tuesday. Whether that scan shows improvement or the opposite will be the deciding factor for the lung biopsy. The CT scan from yesterday compared with the one from Friday showed so much improvement it is not a stretch to call it a miracle.
Chemistry has been re-added to my schedule, which adds a lot of stress to my life in the way of catching up and such. It will be worth it though. My brother John Thomas was really disappointed when I talked to him yesterday and told him I had decided to drop it. He is such a smart boy, he was going through the lessons and learning along with me. Any kind of science is for him not only fascinating, but easy as well.
The rest of this week will be a quick successsion of running around doing this and that, and getting back into "normal" life. Today in my CmLit lecture, we were given the definition of "normal." It is "something with which the majority of people can agree." You see, we are reading 'Don Quixote' at the moment, which is a novel that deals with the "psychological" truth that people deal with the unexpected with humor. I am sure I will be writing more on this subject at a later date, as there are many thoughts running around in my head about this idea. One of them being the memory of all my bald jokes (which, fortunately, I cannot use anymore as I now have a lovely growth of curls atop my head).
Thank you everyone so very, very much for your prayers. Whether you are Catholic, Episcopalian, Protestant, Lutheran, LDS, or Baptist, we pray to the same God, and I know that our prayers have been answered in this most recent of miracles. My love to all of you, thank you again for your support!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Another Hospital Visit!
My apologies for waiting so long to give an update! That the past three days have been upside down are my only excuse.
Wednesday night, I discovered that I had a fever. Like any good patient, I called the HemOnc on-call, and she wanted a CBC so it could be determined whether or not to admit me. My ANC came back at 300, which is rather neutropenic, so Jess drove with me up to Primary Children's Medical Center.
Quite honestly it has been a miserable few days. Those of you who have been around me recently know that I have had a SEVERE cough and runny nose combination since Thanksgiving, and also that the omniscient "they" have decided it is nothing. Since "they" had me in the hospital, I decided to once again address this "something" that has been plaguing me for so long. To make a long and tedious story short, I INSISTED that they find out what is wrong. "They" hemmed and hawed and patted me on the head and very grudgingly sent me for a CT scan of my lungs and sinuses. When the scan came back "they" blushed and stammered and said "oh."
Yesterday they did a sinus biopsy. Believe me, you do not EVER want to have one of those. Insist on morphine, codine, and whatever other -ine they have. Local anesthetic is not enough. Ouch :(
A lung biopsy is scheduled for me on Tuesday. Apparently that is going to be extremely painful (after) and I will have a tube in my side for 4-5 days. So, I will be here for at the very least another week.
Right now I'm deciding what to do with school and so forth. I am definitely going to be dropping Chemistry, which I am sad about. No really, I'm serious about not wanting to drop Chemistry. It was going to be such a good class, my teacher is interested in his students, and really cares about the subject. Maybe next semester I'll try again. I don't know whether I'll drop the rest of my classes or not, I'll let you all know what I decide.
"Man makes plans, and God laughs." --Yiddish Proverb
Wednesday night, I discovered that I had a fever. Like any good patient, I called the HemOnc on-call, and she wanted a CBC so it could be determined whether or not to admit me. My ANC came back at 300, which is rather neutropenic, so Jess drove with me up to Primary Children's Medical Center.
Quite honestly it has been a miserable few days. Those of you who have been around me recently know that I have had a SEVERE cough and runny nose combination since Thanksgiving, and also that the omniscient "they" have decided it is nothing. Since "they" had me in the hospital, I decided to once again address this "something" that has been plaguing me for so long. To make a long and tedious story short, I INSISTED that they find out what is wrong. "They" hemmed and hawed and patted me on the head and very grudgingly sent me for a CT scan of my lungs and sinuses. When the scan came back "they" blushed and stammered and said "oh."
Yesterday they did a sinus biopsy. Believe me, you do not EVER want to have one of those. Insist on morphine, codine, and whatever other -ine they have. Local anesthetic is not enough. Ouch :(
A lung biopsy is scheduled for me on Tuesday. Apparently that is going to be extremely painful (after) and I will have a tube in my side for 4-5 days. So, I will be here for at the very least another week.
Right now I'm deciding what to do with school and so forth. I am definitely going to be dropping Chemistry, which I am sad about. No really, I'm serious about not wanting to drop Chemistry. It was going to be such a good class, my teacher is interested in his students, and really cares about the subject. Maybe next semester I'll try again. I don't know whether I'll drop the rest of my classes or not, I'll let you all know what I decide.
"Man makes plans, and God laughs." --Yiddish Proverb
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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