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I have added a new activity to “Greg’s list of things I do not want to repeat in my life” – the liver biopsy.
I don’t know why I didn’t think it would be a big deal. To me, it was just a check box along with the PET scan and the MRI. It was just another innocuous “test” on the list of things to do last Friday. Well, I won’t get too graphic, because children may be reading this site, but the liver biopsy involves a spring loaded needle gun and some insufficient local anesthetic. “Are you ready for another one?” he would ask, aiming his torture device between my ribs. Now how am I supposed to answer that? Seven samples later I was left traumatized in pain, but so thoroughly blissful that the evil man with his staple gun had left the room. We hung out in recovery for a couple hours because of the significant risk of bleeding. (Fortunately, there were no such complications!) While there, the nurse gave me a happy pill, after which I felt, well, quite happy. Christine, Sue (my mother-in-law), and I worked on crossword puzzles with the help of the nurse and Google on her computer. Isn’t Google great?
We had made it though another small hurdle. One day at a time. To celebrate, Sue took us out to a great Mexican restaurant, Ciudad. Fine Mexico City dining. Fine company. The only missing component was my dear father-in-law and lover-of-all-good-dining-and-conversation, Carl.
Monday plans - intravenous iron treatment and diagnosis meeting.
Posted by Greg at June 09, 2003 09:52 AM | Comments (7)