No news is bad news
Well, no call from oncology.
I am feeling everything you can imagine...angry, frustrated, annoyed, bugged, sad, worried, anxious.
Basically, I feel like a train wreck and look even worse. Shelbie is barely holding herself together and I am little to no help for her. I can't even believe we have to go through the weekend waiting around for bad news or worse news...good news is not even an option.
In other news, I am seeing my Nephrologist on Monday and I forgot I was suppose to get lab work done a week ago. They called to tell me they had not received any labs. So, I hustled up to get that done. While I was at the hospital, I picked up my labs and radiology reports from two weeks ago that the Rheumatologist ordered. I have no trace of autoimmune disease, no antibodies to Rheumatoid arthritis, Lupus or any of the other big ones. I don't get how that happens because I have 5 years of lab work that shows otherwise and a mountain of joint pain and disintegrating joints.
My kidneys however are still a mess. I've now lost 1/2 liter of blood and it shows in my red cell count and hemoglobin. That's not cool. It'll be interesting to see what the doctor has to say about that on Monday.
This weekend is just about survival and steering clear of people. I have a wedding to do next weekend so I really need to work hard tomorrow. I've got a bazillion table centers to make and table runners and more. I also got a call from a client I've worked for before in Colorado. He builds spec homes and duplexes. He has two houses that he needs designed by next Monday. That is about 75 hours of work and I said 'sure'. Yes, I'm crazy. I don't have 75 extra hours this week but I am bracing for a rocky few months financially, and this will help, especially since I'm pretty sure I will be spending more time in Utah and unable to do my night jobs.
Basically, that's our crappy day in a nutshell.
I am feeling everything you can imagine...angry, frustrated, annoyed, bugged, sad, worried, anxious.
Basically, I feel like a train wreck and look even worse. Shelbie is barely holding herself together and I am little to no help for her. I can't even believe we have to go through the weekend waiting around for bad news or worse news...good news is not even an option.
In other news, I am seeing my Nephrologist on Monday and I forgot I was suppose to get lab work done a week ago. They called to tell me they had not received any labs. So, I hustled up to get that done. While I was at the hospital, I picked up my labs and radiology reports from two weeks ago that the Rheumatologist ordered. I have no trace of autoimmune disease, no antibodies to Rheumatoid arthritis, Lupus or any of the other big ones. I don't get how that happens because I have 5 years of lab work that shows otherwise and a mountain of joint pain and disintegrating joints.
My kidneys however are still a mess. I've now lost 1/2 liter of blood and it shows in my red cell count and hemoglobin. That's not cool. It'll be interesting to see what the doctor has to say about that on Monday.
This weekend is just about survival and steering clear of people. I have a wedding to do next weekend so I really need to work hard tomorrow. I've got a bazillion table centers to make and table runners and more. I also got a call from a client I've worked for before in Colorado. He builds spec homes and duplexes. He has two houses that he needs designed by next Monday. That is about 75 hours of work and I said 'sure'. Yes, I'm crazy. I don't have 75 extra hours this week but I am bracing for a rocky few months financially, and this will help, especially since I'm pretty sure I will be spending more time in Utah and unable to do my night jobs.
Basically, that's our crappy day in a nutshell.
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