I only worked two hours today because I had a medical appointment to go to. So the day was kind of weird.
I drove to the hospital and checked in and waited. I had to get a “scan” in Radiology. Basically, they give me a large cup of some Chrsytal Light mixed with some chemical, then they inject some other chemical by IV, and had me sit in a small room for 45 minutes while all that crap went through my bloodstream.
Then I was put in some bit scanning machine for an hour to take pictures of all my organs to see if I had cancer. I fell asleep in the little room because I was tired and it was warm and quiet. I was having some weird dreams and when the nurse walked in I jumped in surprise. It was kind of weird.
But yeah, this is the first step. Tomorrow I go with my sisters to the cancer clinic at Stanford University (go Cardinals) to get an official diagnosis. The trouble started with a little lump on my head, so my dermatologist referred me to Stanford. The good news is that whatever is wrong with me is not life threatening. So I have to go to the stupid hospital on my day off tomorrow. It might be cancer; it might not. I shall see.
That it’s nothing cancerous.