The sun is shining, the storm is over, and I'm in the basement waiting room of the Nuclear Medicine department at Shands Jacksonville. EG is upstairs where they are inserting a radioactive isotope into his body. Hopefully it will circulate with his cerebrospinal fluid and show them where the tear/leak is happening. Then it can be zipped up, by whatever means, and life can continue for us all.
Until I hear an update, it's Facebook Scrabble, waiting-room-tv-soap operas and frazzled nerves for me. Worse for him: painful headaches, double vision, and complete helplessness. Enough already!
“You are what I never knew I always wanted”
12 years ago
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We're all busy and the waiting is still difficult! I'll be playing a Scrabble word soon but I'm probably too late. I hope you're not still at the hospital!
Still here!
12 hours since the last comment: I hope everyone's home and healthy.
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