I'm not allowed to go on walks, and I have to be quiet--this time for only three weeks. Remember when I had to be quiet for almost a year? Then, Nancy will take me back to the my doctor to see if the hematoma (whatever that is) went away. If it didn't, she will decide what to do. In the meantime, Nancy is neurotic and checks my gums for color every hour or two. I guess if they change to white or grey, I'm going to my doctor or another doctor in a big hurry so they can take my spleen out (whatever that is).
|This is my poor pitiful me look--pretty good, huh?|
Thank you to everyone who wrote and called to say they care about me. It really means a lot. Between Nancy and me, it's a pretty boring life. Her doc is trying new meds and she goes for another MRI (whatever that is) next week. Again, thank you to all our friends for thinking of us.