No News is NOT Good News...Its Just Irritating

I had my ultrasound today to see where the diverticula are and to find out what was lurking in the space formerly occupied by my uterus. I drink water all day long every day, so drinking 32oz. two hours before the test was a breeze. HOWEVER, I usually have it go out as fast as it goes in. I arrived for my test 15 minutes early. I was very happy to see only one person in the waiting room. That meant I would probably get looked at and on to the potty quickly. HOWEVER, I was informed I was in the wrong office and had to go around the corner. So I move on. Next office has a very full waiting room. But they do lots of kinds of tests so odds were I'd still get in on time. HOWEVER, my doctor had not sent my order over and they could not do my test without it. Thirty minutes later I felt like water would soon be coming out my ears. The receptionist told me, "You can go release a little bit, just go for a quick 10 count and stop." It is almost impossible to stop once those flood gates open, but I did. I went from feeling like I would explode to just extremely uncomfortable.

One hour after I arrived, I finally got called back for my test. The screen was placed exactly outside of my field of vision. I could tell what direction the technician was going to scan next by the way she twisted her lips. Giggling while someone is pressing a probe on your very full bladder is not a good idea. She would neither confirm nor deny the existence of a mysterious occupant of my former uterus site. But she did take an awful lot of frames. Now I get to wait 2-3 days for my doctor to get the results and call me. Another lesson in patience.

I did get a call to schedule the colonoscopy for next Wednesday. And I have a presurgical consult the Tuesday after. I am now up to 11 medical appointments this month. There were five in July and August combined. Hopefully I can keep my October number down to a reasonable level.

Tonight I will take a long shower and go to bed early so I can be at the surgical center at 6:30am. It is tough enough for me to wake up in time to get to work by 8am. I'll have to set the volume on my alarm really loud to be sure I get out of bed. Better shut the bedroom window tonight so I don't wake the neighbors.

As is the way of all things you are about to see the doctor for, the abscess on my thumb that has been so much trouble over the past year is the smallest and least painful it has ever been. I will not be thrilled if I go through this surgery and the doctor tells me the thing healed itself in the few days before. I doubt they will say, " No abscess, no payment needed."