Thursday was Day 98. I had a butt load of tests done and was able to get most of them on video.
I also met with my Docs. Generally what happens on Thursday is:
The fellow comes in, her name is Rachel, and asks how everything is going. Since everything pretty much stays the same from week to week this part goes kind of fast. This thursday it did not go so fast. She had this look on her face like there was shit on my chin or something but she didn't want to be the one to point it out. Finally, she asked if I wanted to know the results from my PET scan.
I can tell you this much... when a fucking doctor ASKS if you want to know the results of any fucking test. YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW!!! That means you are fucked. The results are bad. Fucking run. Don't even say no. Just run.
It feels like I am just spinning in place...
I will find out more about what the next steps are on monday.
I have other video that I hope to load over the weekend, if I get a chance, of my day 98 testing.
Justin
I know this contact may piss you off, but I'm willing to run that risk. I think about you often, and I want to catch up if you're willing. I have much to say, but would love to listen even more. I love you dude. I always will. I'm there if you ever need me. I hope you email me. I would have called or mailed, but I can't find any #'s. I'll keep looking though.
Stephen
Posted by: Stephen LeBlanc | June 24, 2008 at 11:20 AM