Another day of waiting

It’s too frigging hot and muggy to go out today. Monday, August, 24, 2020 is going into the books as one of the hottest in recorded history for this date in Central Iowa. It has both the heat and mugginess to put the feels like temp of 100 degrees. Yucko, glad I didn’t have to go out.


Surprise, surprise no news on the biopsy front today (that’s my luck). Results almost have to be available tomorrow. 5 days from the date of the procedure (not counting weekends). It’s only my life in the balance of this test. I guess I can wait, it is not like I have a choice.


Bigger surprise, Dr. Alkhateeb did not call us today. Not sure if he called Dr. Wehbe but I know neither Teresa or my phone didn’t ring. Very disappointing. Guess he is waiting for the biopsy results too. But if I was him I would have been on the phone telling me that he was waiting for the biopsy results. Again it’s only my life in the balance of what he decides to do.


I haven’t felt right since about 4 hours after I got blood on Friday. Tomorrow I am going to go meet Megan the PA (works with Chris the PA) and get a CBC just to check things are going right, well not right, but things are good as good as can be expected.


Yesterday I was feeling like I was going to pass out. If that happens Teresa is going to call an ambulance and have me carted to the hospital. I have been drinking enough and although the amount I am eating is a little less than I normally eat, I am sure I am getting good enough nutrition. So I am not sure why I felt so dizzy and weak.


I have collected the addresses of the people who are getting my stuff when I die. Everyone on the list gets the stuff if they pay for shipping. Teresa is gonna pay for the shipping upfront, my friends who get the stuff will then reimburse her. Its all good, I have worked it out with the recipients.

It makes me sad to think of Teresa having to go through all my stuff to get it to the people. I don’t want her to have to work on my stuff, but I guess that is what the survivor of a relationship does. But I feel bad leaving this for her to do.


Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 50 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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