Breathing Again

Oh, it is good to be able to breathe!

Monday morning left one long, nasty, horrible weekend behind and began The Day for Answers. At 2pm I was tired of waiting, so I called DOC's office. I started with the people in the know, this time. Forget trying to get to DOC's MA! The first person that I spoke with was B in Medical Records. She found my chart and grabbed G - no idea who G was, at this point, but I'll talk to whoever wants to tell me anything. G found the result to my ULTRASOUND! Oh boy! Was I upset, now! Where in the world are the results from my MRI? She didn't have them! So she tells me that she will call Radiology and get those results and get back to me ASAP.

G seems to be a 'take charge' kind of gal. Twenty minutes later, she is back on the phone letting me know that the MRI still hasn't been read! She had B call her contacts in Radiology Medical Records and they let her know that their computer had been down. HA! The computer has been down 'FOR A WEEK?' G says to me, "that's what I said!" There is a Doc that will read it right now and G will have results for me by the end of the day! No apology from Radiology for the wait, of course.

3:45pm - G is on the phone and has my results!! The cysts are benign and Radiology recommends a follow up MRI in 6 months. PHEW!

Breathing never felt so good!

Tom Petty Knows

He just does! The waiting IS the hardest part!

I have been waiting for results from the MRI for 4 days. No one has an answer for me, yet. I've been mean and nasty to everyone that I come in contact with. It feels like I'm in perpetual PMS and I am not liking it at all.

I've been filling my days with fantasy shopping for a house that we'd really like to buy. I've also gone HGTV on it and redesigned not only the kitchen, but the master bathroom, too. I've spent some 1500 imaginary dollars at IKEA on bedroom furniture and another 1800 imaginary dollars at The Room Store on living room and family room furniture. I can't, for the life of me, find dining room furniture that I love yet. But, it keeps me busy and keeps my mind off the fact that I seem to be the only person in the world that is in a hurry to get these results.

Today, I plan to go out of my way to be nice to people, even if I really don't want to be. I should also try a new recipe or something. Maybe I'll find my Full Moon Fever album and listen to Mr. Petty while I'm at it.

Ativan is my friend

So tomorrow is the big day... MRI time! B from the radiology department called me today. She is a gas! She's walked beside me through all of the appointment making and waiting for faxes and insurance authorizations. She always has a smile in her voice and great advice!

B and I decided on tomorrow at 10:45am for my appointment after we determined how long it's been since my cycle and all that groovy stuff. She went through the questionnaire with me and the last question was, "Are you claustrophobic?" "Chyeah!" So she asked if I would be medicated LOL "Ummm yeah. I'll find that last Ativan." Hubby will be driving me over and back home after my hour in the big metal tube.

I guess I'll be needing a new prescription for Ativan after this :)

"Oh," she says, "they'll be doing it with IV contrast. You knew that, right?" "Nope, sure didn't."

Oh yay - a big metal tube AND a needle.... Ativan, here I come!