Friday was a day of posing for the cameras/scanners. Lay still, breath, hold, breath. Three tests in all, no report on results. The ST. Luke's MRI uses three magnates and thus takes really clear images. Look for me on GQ mag. On second thought the robe they gave me to wear will not win any prizes. It was printed with little pattern print saying "Hospital Property". Like I or anyone really was going to run off with one.
One of the nurses entering the hallway at the waiting room offered me a blanket to cover my legs as she must have got a view of more than she cared for. I declined the offer, however she insisted. It's their own fault for making me strip down giving me only a whispy robe to cover with, and then planting me in public place.
The other significant thing that happened Friday was that I got a transplant assessment schedule for the remaining testing requirements. The total checklist shows what they have ordered. With what I have done so far, I only have another two days (Monday and Wednesday of next week) of tests and meetings to finish the assessment. So this next week is critical finally discovering just where I stand.
Keeping you and your family in prayer.
ReplyDeleteSue and Fred (Clark).
Same here Ray. Paceley's are praying for you.
ReplyDeleteRay, it's good to see you are keeping your sense of humor.
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