July 26th, I go off to see the blood specialist Dr. Game. We are to discuss the findings of the excessive blood cells that they found in my stomach when they did the biopsies when I was in the hospital.
Dr. Game doesn't miss a beat. He goes right into explaining what could be going on. He says we will need to to a CT Scan of my abdomen to check this out. I might have Lymphoma. He says he will be discussing my case with his colleagues at the Cross Cancer Institute.
What? Excuse me? I am not expecting to hear this news. Yet, it doesn't upset me because I know that this is not it. I don't have Lymphoma. If I did, I would be sick and I am not sick. I get booked into a CT Scan for August 3rd. I have had so many of these things, if I AM sick, it is because of all the stinking radiation from all these tests! So off I go. Another test and we will see what happens.
A couple of days later I have to change the tape on my breasts. This does not bother me as I like things like that and blood and guts doesn't do me in like it does for other people. But something happened on this day. I changed my tape and I was so nauseated afterwards. It really affected me for some reason! Maybe it is all the pain killers that I am on, I don't know. I spent the rest of the day trying to keep the nausea at bay. I think next week I might need some help with this. Good grief!