I had my first MRI (for the week) on Wednesday evening.
The first MRI was of my right (bum) shoulder.
I’ve been told the inside of my shoulder looks fairly similar to it’s usual post-a-zillion-surgeries self.
I guess it is a good thing nothing major has changed …
Well, except for the big indentation/gap/hole in my arm a couple inches below my shoulder.
“My hole,” as I now call it, was visible in MRI #1, but difficult to understand.
I had my second MRI (for the week) last night.
The second MRI was to take a look at the rest (the non-shoulder-parts) of my “bad” arm.
I also had a visit with Paul Newman on Thursday.
Someone needs to give that man an award.
Not only is he an awesome physical therapist, but he’s also a great (unpaid!) shrink.
“No Suzanne, most people don’t grow holes in their arms, but it will make you more special!”
(And then I, immediately, felt much better about myself.)
There were also countless phone calls and text messages to and from my doc over the past few days.
In other words,
I don’t want to hear about how you’re all done shopping for the holidays because my entire life is consumed with medical crap right now.
(But that doesn’t mean I’m not silently stressing about the holidays! Fa la la la la!!)
Now that the medical insurance hassles are done.
And, the MRIs are done.
I will (hopefully?) have some time to get my life back to sort-of-normal.
I’ll be seeing my doc next week to review MRI results, etc.
In the meantime …
I’m behind on absolutely everything else in my life.
Maybe I’ll be able to catch up a little over the weekend?