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08/18/2008: "Complete Physical"

Only 5 hours to go and I'll be getting a blood test and my first doctor's appointment in six years. I think it's time for me to get some questions answered about my concerns over my health that I've been having for too long now. I just need to know whether I'm going to be up for dealing with his time left on this earth. He refused an MRI he was supposed to have last Saturday because they stressed not to wear any metal and then he said, "what about the bullet?" that's near his spine. So until they can guarentee it's not a problem, that test won't happen. He gets his port-a-cath implanted tomorrow, not for chemo but for when he can't swallow his pain meds any longer. When they said he could get his pain medication injected there he readily agreed to the implant. The biopsy is Friday.
I like my new doctor. She's practised for many years and I think I might have gone to her about 15 years ago. I can't wait for all the tests to come back. Let's All Dance and forget about the stress.