Once upon a time three years ago I started my blog so I could chronicle my journey of having two strokes within eight days at the age of 48. Now as age 51 (I still cringe that my age begins with a five), I started a new Journey. It’s not exactly the journey I want to take but the journey I’ve been given.
I guess I have done the head things and now I get do the area below the shoulders; My heart and my right breast. Thoracic aorta aneurysm our words I had never heard until Monday. The phrase that “your lump in the breast has changed” followed the next day with the appointment with your hemotologist saying he is doing a blood clot study and checking for a blood syndrome. My body is falling apart. I guess I am doing my Humpty Dumpy impression. Now I pray that these doctors will do better than the king’s men did in that riddle.
Today, I had an early morning appointment with the vampires in their white coats and snappy blue gloves. They were kind that they only had to one stick and took 6 vials of blood. They weren’t hungry as I thought they might be.
Now we wait for the results. In the meantime, I wait. Cardio surgeon on the 17th, mammogram and ultrasound on the 20th, test reltd for the blood work the 26th. I did say I wanted a social life with real people.
I have been asked how I feel aboit this all. I haven’t cried, I haven’t been emotional. I have been master of fact. I can’t change it,
I am drifting off here. I will continue this sags.
Blessings and prayers.