Hi All~
Finally returned yesterday from my medical trip to Sacto. I was only supposed to stay for 2 days, once I saw the Dr. though, she had a plethora of icky medical tests to take. I was staying with my Dad, and we made all kinds of very tasteless jokes in regards to my orange urine collection bottles (3), (which had to be refrigerated...uh hmmm...we opted for the ice chest), my saliva collection bottles (again, 3 which had to be collected at midnight), which had to be frozen in the freezer, and the 3 days straight they performed a vampirism and took all of my blood. Ha.
But I finally, finally got some answers from this incredible Dr.~~thank God!! And all these tests plus an MRI of my brain, and a bone density test will give her the absolute final answers here. She believes I am a "text-book case" for Cushings. So, hopefully things will move along quickly and we can do whatever is necessary to rid me of a tumor, or tumors before this darn thing kills me.
The healing process within my family took many large steps while I was there in town. My Dad treated me like a queen. He didn't want me doing anything, and insisted I sit with my feet up (which I have to do all day, every day anyway), while he waited on me hand & foot!!
I am soooo not used to that. Nobody does things like that for me. He has always been such a wonderful cook~ and he sure pulled out all the stops for me! It was so awesome spending a whole week with my Dad after not seeing him for about 8 years. He has become less selfish as he has aged, more emotional, and more caring of me as his daughter, and my kids as his grandkids. I am so thankful to have had this time together. He's already said for any other tests, or my return Dr. trips etc. I am to stay with him, no problem. What a relief.
P.S. How funny is this? While major-leaguers are facing prison time for steroids, I was walking around with an entire prescription allowing me to take them for a week!! It was all part of one of the tests...isn't it ironic?
~*~*~Holly~*~*~



