Ultra-sound tomorrow. Oncologist needs to see how big the garage door needs to be and whether it will be robots or fingertips deposing the toad king from the throne.
They're also gonna poke me and take a few million blood samples.
Wheeeee...I get to be a pin cushion.
Ain't life a kick inna pants.
What did the scan show?
ReplyDeletehugging you
ReplyDeleteCH and Slo are sending you big hugs. Any word from the docs?
ReplyDeleteWell...if you based it on what I saw...it looked like milk being stirred into mud.
ReplyDeleteThat being said, the doc will give me all the details on Wednesday.
Until then...who knows?
Thanks for your emotional support...it means the world to me.
Thinking of you every day.
ReplyDeleteDiane