What to say? I spent 4 hours today in Saint Vincent's nuclear med department, having someone trying to find out why my parathyroid is being a little bitch. For some reason, unknown to me, my parathyroid is behaving blind. It can't detect the natural calcium in my blood and is nipping at my bones to correct it, flooding my body with calcium and not stopping.
I've looked into it and the likely cause is a tumor on the gland. I'm waiting for the results of the scan for confirmation. The surgery can be done as an outpatient, so it seems uncomplicated. But cutting into my neck is still a little freaky.
Put Out one fire out and another appears, I feel like California.
I finally found a new vascular surgeon. He wants to do another arteriogram instead of the fem pop bypass. He believes that he can force open the blockage in my left leg. I'm scheduled for August 30. It's preferable since the recovery time is less. Crossing all my fingers and toes. This whole dead leg has been going on for over a year now. It's rather depressing. But seriously, I want to be able to walk without looking like I'm drunk especially since I gave up alcohol consumption 3 years ago come November. I don't miss it. I have bad enough balance without asking for a fall
As to the rest of my life? I've turned into a huge procrastinator. I guess since I have no one stopping by I've given up on being Milly the maid
I'm at least hopeful that the tide has turned and we, the Democrats, have a much better chance of beating the orange lying blob who would be a dictator. I personally really like Tim Walz, he's a hoot and down to earth
Enough for now. Not that anyone ever visits here that's actually interested in my life, no comments, all anonymous little mice who want to check on a train wreck they used to know.
Kel
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