Tomorrow

 While I was sitting in the waiting area for my bone treatment this past week, OU Health scheduling called to set up the bone biopsy.

I completed the call right before the nurse came to take us back for my treatment.

Needless to say, between that and my anxiety about potentially having another port-access fiasco, my blood pressure was high, HAHA!

Fortunately, I got a nurse who was familiar with me and my port this time, and she was able to confidently, and accurately access my port on the first try!  That was SUCH a relief!

The treatment was easy and quick this time.

We took my b.p. after my treatment, and it had improved, as one would imagine, but still showed the deeper anxiety about having to undergo a bone biopsy.

Anyway, the appointment is tomorrow.  I have to be there at 11:30 for a 1:30 procedure.  They said I would be sedated, and that the procedure would take place under CT guidance.  They are taking a biopsy from somewhere in the right side of my sacrum.

I have NO idea what is involved, or how badly it will hurt afterward, or for how long.

I'm also nervous about recovery from sedation, since, after my surgery in 2015, I was violently ill (dry heaves, of course) upon waking up.  It was terrible. 

So, my anxiety level has been through the roof, as you might imagine.  I had a horrible nightmare about it last night, after the illegal fireworks FINALLY stopped around 3 am

I have done a little extra cleaning with my chores this weekend, since I don't know if I will be "out of commission" next week, and will cook up a batch of spaghetti and meatballs to portion up and freeze for next week, too.

A nearby friend, whom I have helped out many, many times, has offered to be available if I need anything.   I've asked her to make a batch of avgolemono soup to portion up and freeze, too.

In other news, my eye exam went fine, but my new glasses aren't ready yet, and now I don't know when I will be able to go get them, when they ARE ready, since I have that stuff happening tomorrow.  Oh well!

We had a big storm last night, with high winds and torrential rains.   It stopped the illegal fireworks for a while, but they picked up again the second the rain stopped, and were the worst they've ever been.

I loved the 4th of July growing up.... so many fond memories....but since moving here, it's become just another day.  Dave hates it, and it's always WAY too hot, so we don't do much of anything.   We get hot dogs, and I usually make a side dish.

This year, it was Grandma's three bean salad.  I was able to find Vidalia onions, and it turned out perfectly.

It's a shame that this year's weather ruined so many celebrations across the country.  Parades and fireworks shows were canceled due to extreme heat in some places, and flooding in others.

This should have been a big deal 4th....sigh.

Oh well.  Maybe it's a reflection of what's going on in this country.

Anyway, if you have the ability, please join me in hoping/praying/intending for a painless, nausea-free procedure tomorrow, and for a swift and manageable recovery.  Thank you.