Urology or Bust!

After weeks of extreme pain I went to the urologist today. My tumor is invading my bladder and it needs to be cut down as far as possible to prevent blood clots. I asked if this would reduce the pressure and pain and was told it wouldn't. It seems to me this would give me some relief. I'll cross my fingers.

Patience or Tolerance

The barium experience was much easier this time. After my second CAT scan a nurse gave me a good hint. I was told to drink the barium with a straw. Using a straw sends it to the back of the throat when you swallow. It doesn't sit on your tongue and coat your whole mouth. It really made it much easier. Too bad no one told me prior to the first two tests. It would have saved a lot of puking and stress. It's in my mind, but there is just this thing about putting something slimy in your mouth and white is even worse. I gag just thinking about it. Anyway, I'm just glad that's over.

In the afternoon I went for lab and my doctor's appointment and was informed my appointment was on Friday. I know this (for a change) was not my misunderstanding. I even asked the nurse why I would be coming to see the doctor before my appointment with the urologist. It made sense to me that the doctor would want to see the urologist's report before he saw me. So the nurse went to speak to someone about it and came back and told me it didn't matter which order I saw them in. You would have thought she would have said you are seeing the urologist first if she had told me the doctor appointment was Friday. Anyway, I have screwed up my appointments several times so this time I wrote down exactly what she told me. It isn't a big deal but it seems like I'm the one who always has to say, "maybe I made a mistake" but you never hear them say it might have been their mistake. Do I sound like my fuse is running short? Not really, but this is what happened. I have a huge amount of patience but....
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Cluttered House/Cluttered Mind

Today I had to go pick up the barium for my Cat scan tomorrow. I prefer the PET scan. The radioactive stuff they shoot into your veins is better then barium. I'm thinking the CIA should replace water boarding with barium intake.

I'm back to sorting and cleaning. Deciding what to throw away, give away or sell. Tonya says to just give it all away and not worry about what I can sell. That would make it easier but I do own a few things that are worth something. Those things I'd rather give to someone who would appreciate them then to dump them at the Goodwill or Salvation Army. Time will tell.

Cleaning up the clutter and mess is the best thing I can do for my peace of mind. Not seeing it is such a relief. Unfortunately, I think it'll take months to get through everything. Maybe I should just order one of those huge construction dumpsters and go to town. It is really a shame the way my life became so cluttered. How did I let this happen?

Boat Cars

Thank God for old "boat" cars. I had to haul off the clippings and leaves today. I ended up with 18 lawn and leaf bags that needed transporting to the dump. My 1993 Buick Roadmaster was, once again, the perfect truck for the trip. Actually it took two trips but I think that says a lot about this roomy vehicle. They just don't make them like this anymore. The poor car looks like something that should take up residence at the dump but I can never complain about how dependable this car has been. I've never owned another vehicle like this one. It's sort of like me, looks like hell but it's still kicking. Maybe it's a Timex, takes a licking and keeps on ticking. Anyway, I could never thank my father enough for leaving me this wonderful gift that has served me so well.
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Invitation to a Pity Party

Today I made what is becoming my weekly trip to the doctor's office. Under the circumstances I really shouldn't complain but why stop now? I was told to contact my oncology doctor if I have pain or bleeding so when I started bleeding I gave them a call. I really don't know why I bother. If I have pain they just always say they don't know why I have pain. That's why I never called them the last two weeks when I was in pain but when I started bleeding I decided to give in. They sent me to my regular doctor to see if it was a urinary tract infection. No infection. I think Dr. Lindstrom was surprised at the fact they didn't want to see me. I suppose they want to rule out everything else before they deal with it. Dr. Lindstrom suspects cancer in the bladder. Now I need a new CAT scan and I have to go see a urologist. This sounds like more fun than I want to handle. I'm just too busy to deal with this plus, I have eaten enough wheat grass and green juice to kill a cow. I'm sure this is making me feel better.....I should be healed already. Okay, I know it doesn't work like that but I can dream, right? More later......
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