The Amazing Bob’s been suffering from some nasty indigestion. He’s been driving the porcelain bus and dancing the Aztec two-step (by way of the Neck, mind you) way too much lately.
At first we thought it was a cold — a nasty ass one. Then we thought it was possibly seasonal nervousness and irritability. By the end of the second week I made an executive decision — we were going in to the doc’s whether he liked it or not.
And we did.
His usual GP’s away on holiday but we got an appointment with one of the awesome nurse practitioners. They discovered an abnormality. Half his stomach was soft/normal and the other half hard/abynormal. They ordered a CT scan which showed a “massive splenomegaly” and something or other.
Massive splenomegaly and diffuse, homogeneous lymphadenopathy within the peritoneum and retroperitoneal space. These findings are most consistent with lymphoproliferative disorder, with chronic myelogenous leukemia considered more likely than lymphoma given age, massive splenomegaly and homogeneity of lymph nodes.
And when will we get outcome of this morning’s vampire action? Not before Monday.
Monday earliest is when we’ll hear from the good Hematologist dude/dudette.
It’s Friday. Monday is an entire weekend away. Even if we got the news right at 9 AM that’s 67ish hours from now. Which is, more or less, 19 hours longer than it takes the Trans Siberian to get from Moscow to Novosibirsk. In current traffic, if I was fool enough to drive, I could get from Moscow to Irkutsk in 66 hours. Without traffic (hah!) or bathroom breaks (double HAH!) I could get from Anchorage to LA in 64 hours.
So we wait. Wait and attempt to keep panic at bay. I’m trying to focus and keep TAB focused on immediate next steps not potential end results.
We can do this!
Just saw this now. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you, xo Della
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