I have a 3:30 appt. with the doctor today. Keeping positive with all the support out there has been challenging at times but easier than I thought it would be. Today is a little different and I think it is because what is on the other side of the appointment is still unknown. It's the multiple choice question that no matter how much you think you know the answer a little voice in the back of your head says "am if fogetting something?". Cathy has laid hands on me so many times that I secretly check her hands every morning for warts. Ash and Ry call at least twice a day showering me with more than I could wish for. I cannot wait to have the conversation with them this summer. "What do I have to do? Get sick again to talk to you"? (It's the Jewish feminine side of me) Everyone else just keeps popping up everywhere. It's like being in a Harry Potter story where all the pictures on the wall keep talking to you as you walk by them. As an individual my support network has been humbling. I met with my rabbi, Rabbi Greene from Temple Beth Tikvah, the other day and he did a good job of helping me to remember to do just that, stop and be humbled.
By the way I am getting ready to do something fun that I have avoided for two weeks. For those of you who are medically challenged, the reason I am turning the color of everyone's (in Atlanta) car hood after sitting outside for two minutes today is due to a chemical called bilirubin. Essentially it is the waste product of our damaged or dying red blood cells. Normally this waste by product goes through a bile duct into the intestines and out the ole body. My duct has grown a detour sign blocking it, so my bilirubin is dumped into the bloodstream. Now for the fun part. When I lived in Memphis during the time between my sophomore and junior years of college (that represented about 7 years time with a few years in other locales) one of my good friends in Memphis was, You got it, Billy Rubin. I have not spoke to him in years and have hesitated doing so now cuz I did not want to call him just because I was not feeling well. I am over that part. So Billy if I cannot track you down and you happen to be googling yourself give me a call. For the rest of you, until tonite think of me every time you are awestruck by the color of your pollen covered car, patio, roof, driveway..........................................
By the way I am getting ready to do something fun that I have avoided for two weeks. For those of you who are medically challenged, the reason I am turning the color of everyone's (in Atlanta) car hood after sitting outside for two minutes today is due to a chemical called bilirubin. Essentially it is the waste product of our damaged or dying red blood cells. Normally this waste by product goes through a bile duct into the intestines and out the ole body. My duct has grown a detour sign blocking it, so my bilirubin is dumped into the bloodstream. Now for the fun part. When I lived in Memphis during the time between my sophomore and junior years of college (that represented about 7 years time with a few years in other locales) one of my good friends in Memphis was, You got it, Billy Rubin. I have not spoke to him in years and have hesitated doing so now cuz I did not want to call him just because I was not feeling well. I am over that part. So Billy if I cannot track you down and you happen to be googling yourself give me a call. For the rest of you, until tonite think of me every time you are awestruck by the color of your pollen covered car, patio, roof, driveway..........................................
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