Corn cob pipe and a button nose - literally.

So I had my first encounter with an ear/nose/throat specialist today. Very interesting. First of all, LOTS OF OLD PEOPLE WITH OXYGEN. Wow. While I was sitting there waiting, this older gentleman came in with another older gentleman friend of his (who was very friendly and waved to me) but the guy came in holding tissues up to his nose and told the front desk girl that he'd been bleeding for the past hour. Why wouldn't you just go to the hospital? Weird. Saw him later pass by wearing some sort of plastic poncho. Strange.

Anyway, I met my new specialist and found him very charming. I sat in a normal medical examining room, but it had like a tall skinny dentist type chair in it. I was having flashes of the scene from Little Shop of Horrors w/ Bill Murray, wanting to sit in the chair with my legs up knocking my knees together - but I didn't. He looked in my nose and explained to me that these types of 'holes' in the septum don't usually heal - but mine was small enough that there was a slight chance that it might. He also asked if I had ever done cocaine. Does anyone answer honestly to this question? I've never done it, but I felt like he didn't believe me when I said this. Anyways, they usually place what's kind of like a plastic button in the hole to seal it, but mine was too small for this. So he's putting me on predisone to hopefully stop the sinus inflammation and stop my nose from constantly running (I'm thrilled to be on this for a short time, I'll get my house sparkling clean - if anyone's been on this steroid before, it's FABULOUS for an energy boost) and then I have to buy Vaseline cream and shove it in my nose all day every day until I see him again in a couple weeks. He was funny, he said 'this cream is white, so you might look funny to other people with this white stuff in your nose'. I said to him "I was bald all summer, I think I'm pretty much over caring what other people think of me". So I'm praying this plan of action will work. Then he made a sarcastic comment about Boston winning the World Series - and I gave him HUGE kudos for the comment. So I have been able to find sarcasm at it's finest up here. Who knew, in this little town.

Then down to Phx we went today for my check up with my plastic surgeon and that went really well too. Although I'm noticing a pattern. If you've ever seen The Money Pit, its about a couple (Shelley Long and Tom Hanks) who buy this old dilapidated house and it ends up costing them pretty much everything to get it up and running again. Every contractor says the same thing to them when they ask them how much longer it's going to me - they keep telling the 'two weeks, two weeks'. My doc again said 6-8 weeks before I'm healed completely. He has said this for the past 4 weeks pretty much - so it that 6-8 weeks from the beginning 4 weeks ago? Or it is 6-8 weeks from each time you tell me that it's 6-8 weeks? Hmmm. Good thing is, I'm healing and he's pleased with the progress. I go again on the 22nd of this month. Merry Christmas. Speaking of which, guess I won't achieve new tits for Christmas, but I'm happy to say I've achieved eyelashes, eyebrows and hair. Oh yea, cancer free too - that ol thing.

So I was chatting with a friend of mine today about my upcoming PET scan and I was describing it as such a 'dramatic' type of test. I need to prepare myself for this 'drama' every 3 months. The inject you with this radioactive stuff then put you in a pitch black room for 30 minutes - isn't that ridiculous? It's almost like 'Here - sit here now in the dark and think about what you've done!' type of scenario. Too funny. Cuz that's what you really need when you're getting ready to have a test done that detects cancer in your body - sit in a dark room by yourself and just think about it. So stupid.

Was wrapping Christmas presents this evening, the ones I have to ship tomorrow, and I almost started getting stressed about it. I didn't get there though - just don't have the energy at all. I'm sending what I can, and that's all that matters. Frustrated a bit, but not stressed.

Once again it's late here, and I need to get some sleep. I still get so exhausted in the evenings. I seem to still crash around 3-4pm but haven't had the opportunity to do anything about it lately, which makes the evening crash even more severe. The one pain I haven't been able to get under control yet is this right leg pain. This has been going on for literally years now, and I think all the steroids I was on during my treatment alleviated it - now that I'm off, it has come back in full force. It is a pain the runs down the back of my right thigh only, and it is excruciating. I need to see what is causing this and have someone address it once and for all. Maybe it's my lower back - I am praying for guidance on this issue right now because I've tried chiropractic, bowenworks, massage, drugs - nothing seems to work.

Love to all and thanks to all who continue to read, pray, think about me and my family. This journey of mine continues, always interesting that is for sure. I am so blessed. Have a safe and wonderful weekend.

God Bless -