It’s Sunday, December 6th and I am a few days closer to death. But no one has said X # of days, so could be this week, could be next, could make it to inauguration day. No one seems to have any answers, so I am just spending a lot of time on Facebook and a lot of time playing Skyrim.
Tomorrow I have a video appointment with my shrink. As of now, he doesn’t know what is happening to me. Should prove for an interesting visit. I am going to ask for a big bump in my anti-depressant. Should be a no brainer.
Mom and Jim are due in from Denver in a couple hours. I am always happy to see my family, but the circumstances suck this time. Gonna be a lot of hugging and crying. Yeah, I wish I wasn’t an emotional wreck. heh. This just sucks.
Wednesday we are heading up to Mayo for one of the last 2 visits. The first visit (The one on Wednesday) is to do blood and then a really painful bone marrow biopsy. All thins considered, we should be home around 5:30pm, Jim isn’t tagging along for that visit. We need someone to receive our new bed and take care of our dogs. Mom is coming along though, if nothing else she can find a place to read. But I think she’ll be able to hang out with Teresa. Either way, I want the 8 hours in the car with my mom. So we are going to make it happen.
Then they are leaving early Thursday morning (only flight they could get going back. Thursday morning is going to hurt. Lots more hugging and lots more crying.
Friday will mark my last trip to Mayo unless there is some kind of miracle in my bone marrow biopsy. Turns out they can get results of a Bone Marrow Biopsy in 2 days, instead of 5 like they have said all along. Anyhow, not expecting a miracle. Not entirely sure why we are even doing these last 2 trips to Mayo. Oh well, off we go.
All of these appointments are based around me getting blood and platelet infusions on time. Hoping nothing gets screwed up. I just want a little more time.