July 6, 2011


Last week, I called my doctor every day.

I wanted to know the results of my bloodwork.

First they said, “We have SOME of the results, but not all of them,”

And wouldn’t tell me what they were.

And then it turned into a “We have your results, but the doctor wants to talk to you in person, so let’s make an appointment”  kind of thing.

So today I went in…. again.

And I had a feeling that it wouldn’t be GREAT news, because, you know, doctors never insist on telling you good news in person…. just from personal experience.

So I knew it wasn’t going to be the best appointment ever, but I also didn’t think that it would be, you know, what it was.

My ANA is insanely high.

Like, I might have Lupus too, high.

And they really don’t like the numbers on something else,

And you are definitely having some liver problems, and have you ever had problems with your kidneys before?

(Yes, yes I have. Renal failure in 2007, thankyouverymuch)

And there was a lot of talking about cells and what they do and don’t do, and what mine were and were not doing well.

And it was all TOO MUCH.

And I started laughing.

Because SERIOUSLY, what am I supposed to do with that?

OH! And THEN! then my doctor called another neurologist because, you know, I needed to see one immediately based upon something I really wasn’t paying any attention to, and I went straight from that appointment, to ANOTHER appointment, where I had the pleasure of the most comprehensive physical/neurological examination OF MY LIFE.

AND! I get to have another MRI tomorrow.

Of my spine.


When I bow my head? You know, look at my toes and all that?


Isn’t that so exciting!?

I might have lesions on my cervical spine!

And Lupus!

I win at life!