Vancouver.

So, today I feel like I was run over by a cement truck, I told Kent and he replied with, wasn't that yesterday?

Funny.

I woke this morning about 7 am with a migraine.  Never a good way to start my day, I got up and got my meds on board and went back to bed.

At 9:40 I got up and quickly got ready for a 10:15 appointment for 2 ultrasounds.  Oh, and I started drinking, I didn't make the gazillion liters that I was supposed to drink an hour before my appointment--I couldn't stomach it.

I felt like I was going to puke.

So, I knew that I was going to be one of those patients who arrives unprepared.  Oh well, at least I am standing upright.

We did the thyroid ultrasound first.  The reason why we are even doing this is my PET scan found a lump.  The tech today found 4.

Sigh.  Sweet Jesus, I do not want to do more chemotherapy.  Please see a way around this!

Then, we started on my pelvic ultrasound.  She told me, "Your bowels look really good."  I said, "You probably say that to all the girls...."  She laughed.

And she said she couldn't find the lump that they thought was there....then she took some measurements....she found it.

Sigh.  Sweet Jesus, hear my plea.  I just don't want to do this again.

I have spent the rest of the day in pajama pants, Mikayla is here visitng, Max is playing the guitar quietly.  I am feeling more human when Kent decides that he wants to take a free course in Burnaby....tomorrow.

I have booked the hotel, he has asked me to come too and I will.  We are heading out shortly.

This is an important course to have on his resume.  So, Lord, I am asking you to multiply the ability for Kent to absorb this information tomorrow.  I am asking for favour in finding a job and I am asking Lord for benign lesions to be what was found today.

I have to go and pack an overnight bag....I am thinking I should pick up some pizzas and head to SPC tomorrow.....