Well…. I’ve got the infamous gamma radiation running in my body for the next four to six hours and another hospital bracelet to add to my collection.

I think I’m up to at least three or four now. I would have more if I would have kept the psyche ward and St. Francis from earlier this year. But, to be fair to myself, I didn’t think that I’d be in a situation where I would collect them.

Mom picked me up at 6am. We arrived just in time. I didn’t have to wait long although I wish they would have allowed mom to go back with me. Couldn’t of course, because of the radiation, but it would have been nice.

It took three sticks for the IV and that lasted for about an hour where I watched the news and doxed a bit. The nurse was polite and friendly. We got along well. My hand is going to hurt for a while. I think it’s a bit bruised from the needle but I’ve been through worse.

I was told the results would take up to 48 hours, but I got notice they were returned in under an hour of the test. Very impressive.

Drum roll….
************** Inconclusive. **************

Biopsy recommended.

Mom says the biopsy involves a loooonnnnnggg needle that would probably be inserted somewhere in my chest to pull out a bit of fluid for testing.

I see the primary care on the 17th and she’ll take action then. But I really don’t want to wait that long and sent an email via MyChart asking her to review and to go ahead and recommend a biopsy now instead of later.

So… Still … ???

Two CT scans and a PT scan show that there is something there. That’s an absolute. But I’m still a mystery.

When I played EverQuest, my character would often fall through floors, walls, and I could float inside zones. GMs would come to pull me out of whatever quantum dimension got myself into. Sometimes, the entire zones had to be reset.

I gave unknowingly birth to dragon raids that were supposed to happen once a month or week.
– You’re welcome Luclin.

Jason used to call me World Breaker.

Well, maybe I still live up to that title. At least a little.

Monday, I finally have a (potential) surgical consult for the spaces on my back. Later this month, I’ve got another major appointment about my thyroid and to, hopefully, inch closer to the hormone shots to prepare me for back surgery.

I told mom that I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have appointments. They’re a distraction. A reason to continue to move forward. Something to do. And, in cases like this, group activities. The PT Scan gave me a reason to spend some precious time with mom.

Isn’t that just a smidge pathetic?

But, it’s true.

I think it’s helpful…. As I stated before, I’m apprehensive about the cold and the issues that I went through earlier this year when it was cold.

The changing of seasons is becoming more obvious and intrusive.

It just makes me feel anxious.
If there is something wrong, maybe going to all of these doctors could help catch it before whatever bad thing happens could be too bad.

I don’t know. But, I think I’m going to nap for a bit.
It’s been a weird day.