I don't want anyone to think I'm just going around with this big ol' grin on my face and having a great time, and that the only addition I have is Lance the Lump. Nope. I got a new radiology report on last week's MRI of my liver (Oliver) and it says further investigation should be done. Crape!
All I can say is that I have symptoms: dramatic drops in blood sugar (in public if that's what I happen to be doing at the time), inexplicable loss of weight, wanting to eat every bit of food in sight (keep a close eye on your plate or I will suck up your food, too), body aches (that really pisses me off), fatigue (as if Oliver didn't give me enough), and headaches. Yesterday I had a drastic drop in blood sugar while visiting the Butterfly Pavilion with Adrienne and her 2 daughters. I was able to hold Rosie the Tarantula in my hand before my blood sugar went bye-bye.
Adrienne took immediate charge and guided me to some snacks and a sugary drink and then took me home and fed me a sandwich and chocolate-mint ice cream that I wanted simultaneously, and apple slices. Nap time after that. Big Nap. Adrienne is a breast cancer survivor (5+ years) and has been extremely helpful and supportive.
I will be posting daily while I'm in Denver. Much is happening every day. And night. I can't sleep at night. Sucks. I signed up for the November Novel Writing Month yesterday. Write 50,000 words in a novel form over 30 days. It'll be interesting to see what evolves during that month with my writing. I have some ideas, and I'm collecting images to inspire my writing.
Love to you all, and thank you for your support and love and care. Life IS good and I will pass this period sooner than I imagine now.