Wednesday, October 3, 2018

So, this ain't working

Most of my notes were written without my reading glasses and are illegible. So, I'll summarize.

One of my doctor's test were for the nerves in my left hand. first it was shocking me (literally) and then needles. Turns out I have neuropathy and carpal tunnel in both arms, but it's only noticeable in my left arm and hand (some of which is numb).

Sidebar: I knew I didn't have a stroke!

The other test was a stomach ultrasound. That revealed a growth on my pancreas. So, I had to get an MRI in Ann Arbor at St. Joe's. My greenfield filter wouldn't let me get one at St. Mary's. 

The MRI confirmed the tumor. So, my doctor had me go to a doctor at St. Mary's. He reviewed the MRI findings and said I needed a biopsy. But they don't do the kind I need at St. Mary's so he referred me to a doctor at Henry Ford in Detroit (my choice). The other two options were both in Ann Arbor which is father out.

That doctor's office called and said my appointment for a consultation was on October 5th. They also requested a CD from both the ultrasound and the MRI. I said, "Didn't the doctor at St. Mary's fax over my records?" She said he did, but that was the results. This doctor wants to review the actual test. So, I made another road trip after calling both places.

Sidebar: Pain in the ass, but at least I know the guy is thorough. 

Other stuff: Mike Esper installed the Trend Micro software and fixed my computer.

His wife, Courtney, is going to drive me to the biopsy.

I finally got out of the house on Friday night (September 28th). I met Amanda in Dearborn (fifteen minutes away) at Painting with a Twist. I had to go to the bathroom a couple of times during the two hour class, but it was fun! I told her I owed her some donuts and a hot chocolate for making me get the hell out of the house. Here's my painting:


I completely missed my son Jeremy's wedding to Stefani last Sunday (I wrote 3:00 p.m. on the calendar but it was at 2:00). That really sucked and I felt bad. But I did make it to some of their reception. It was a circus (really).