I'm a little late

I did not get back to finish my last post, so I decided to start a fresh page, so to speak.

I am soon to see an old friend on Monday as she passes through town on her way to VA, and I am very excited for us to meet, it has been 4+ years of just emails and letters.  One phone call when N died.  So we will have a lot of catching up to do.

The pharmacy called to tell me that the doctor denied a request for a refill for the drug, it is gabapentin, used to treat neuropathy.  It has apparently become a new drug of abuse, where very high dosages get you high.  The levels would be 1800 mg or so; I take 100 mg daily.  If they refuse they should offer a substitute treatment for the misery the neuropathy causes in my feet.  If it spreads I will become more and more impaired.  So once again the druggies have ruined a perfectly good treatment because they take a liking to a side effect.  I am thinking of pain meds, I have a fairly good tolerance for pain, but trying to medicate severe pain with Tylenol is ridiculous.  There has to be a better way.

 I am going crazy (short trip) trying to find a pair of earrings that I bought just a few months ago.  I remember putting them on - they have a screw-on back rather than the usual butterfly holder - and damned if I can find them.  They are blue CZ, and R helped me put the back on, speaking of neuropathy, without dropping them 50 times.  She doesn't know where they went either.  I have looked in every jewelry box and drawer, more than once, and they aren't there.  If they are upstairs I'm sunk.  This is why I never wear the diamonds that Mom gave me, I would be devastated if I lost one of them.

All is Well

The results of the mammogram, ultrasound and biopsy is:  ALL IS WELL.  Totally clear, no cancer seen.  Hurray!

I am heading for bed, and will add to this very short post tomorrow.

tired

Well, the biopsy is done, now the thing is to see the doctor with the results next week.  I wish I could sleep from now to then.  I am certainly tired enough, but I don't want to mess up my sleep/wake cycle any more than necessary.  The biopsy itself wasn't too bad, just lying on a table in an awkward position for what felt like hours, tho it was only about 20 minutes.  The actual biopsy itself took 45 seconds.  Once done, they did *another* mammogram to check they were on the exact spot.  I didn't ask what would happen if they miscalculated, do the entire thing again!?!  But all was well.  If there is nothing found, the whole thing will be repeated in 3 months.  Sigh.

The neighborhood kids have left no time in using the basketball court to ride their big wheels, skates etc.  now that the house is empty.  I never understood why they wouldn't let kids ride on it, or play basketball on it.  The very first owners put the court in (30?) years ago, but the next owners saw the big teenagers, smoking, and playing basketball very loudly.  The very next day the net, backboard, and even the pole were gone.  The third owners were an elderly couple with no family in the area.  There was one night back then when the meteor showers were supposed to be breathtaking, and we asked the man if we could stand/sit on the court to watch.  And he said no!  Like we would throw beer cans and crank up the volume on a rap station, I don't know.  Our property in that direction was all wooded, and the clouds began piling up, I didn't think it would be necessary to ask, guess I learned.  We stood in the road just inches from their driveway.  Neighbors #4 put the hoop back up.   I don't mind having their cat, I just hope the two already in possession of the garage will make room for one more.  You never know.  There have been others that just disappear one day, you know they are likely dead in the ditch somewhere.  The two we have now, one female is 18 years old and deaf, and the other one is OK in the garage as long as we aren't there.  C is the only one he will allow to pet him.  It is usually the males that wander off.  I have always had the females spayed, leather gloves, pet carrier, two people, and no predetermined appointment at the vet.  Some of them wander off (or are taken), but two were well in their teens when they finally died.

Well, that rambled on a bit, guess I will take another nap.  Bye!

I'm not sure where this will end up; maybe in the 'delete' pile.

The second mammogram ('special' one) followed by an ultrasound gave me a fix on where the suspicious lump is.  I never felt it until then, and cannot feel it now, but the ultrasound left me really sore in one particular spot.  The surgeon is out until tomorrow, and he is the only one to handle results, his nurse told me.  She had, before the other tests, told me that I would have the results Friday, but she didn't realize he was out Friday, through Monday (today).  I guessing what the result will be, but if I am right any treatment will be different than it was 8 years ago when I had the original surgery.  C is very down, one more thing he will have to handle, that was N's purview before 2016.  Nothing I can do to make it better, the worst thing any parent has to deal with.

I got a letter from Unclaimed Property in this state, I had filed for it a few weeks ago.  It isn't the check (yet) but it told me how much it would be.  TA DA!! the sum is $28!!!  From Google, and I have no idea where I paid something off?  or had a credit from something I paid?  Anyway, I had visions of old apartment deposits, utility deposits, and so forth, alas, dashed.   Still, $28 is better than nothing.

I fell yesterday, twice to the floor and once I grabbed onto a grab bar in the bathroom.  The bathroom fall is the worst.  I had to holler for help because my cell phone was -- pause -- on the charging stand. You'd think I would have corrected this after the first fall, wouldn't you?  The falls were without warning, just blam! and I was gone.  I am so anxious now that I won't leave the bed until daylight, for some reason falls at night (the first fall) feel worse.  I didn't drink anything after dinner so I wouldn't have to go after bedtime, and that worked fine.  I am scheduled for an MRI tomorrow, and I am divided about whether I am going to have it or not.  It is for my spine, and that will be the day I will hear from the surgeon.  I think I will postpone until I know what is, will be, going on.  I know I will cancel the dentist on Thursday, that can wait to reschedule too.  With the recent falls, I am not willing to risk another fall on the little ramp and then 2 steps up into the office.

Update:  I heard from the doctor, and they are scheduling a biopsy now and more films later.  Fingers crossed...