COMIC CON DAY 2: FINDINGS in Postcards 4

Look at that leather cut work.

Yesterday I took both my broken plates to the dentist. One tooth was missing. Only one plate will be fixed until I find the lost tooth. Today I went to the Derm guy, who I really like, who burned a gathering of spots off my face and told me to come back next year. I like that too.

Gathering my sense of humor in hand, G drove me up to Imaging Healthcare where I had the latest PET scan. I haven’t been able to open their link to my tests. She gave me a disc and suggested I also try saying that I’d lost my password. By crackey, it worked.

They wrote: “CONCLUSION: 1. 2.8 cm hypermetabolic left hilar mass involving the lingula is suspicious for malignancy. 2. Hypermetabolic 1.4 cm left apical pulmonary nodule is suspicious for malignancy. 3. Small left adrenal nodule is stable in size compared with 1/29/2018 and therefore likely to be benign. 4. No evidence for mediastinal involvement or extra thoracic metastatic disease.”

Everyone comes to Comic Con.

Including gators.
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• Himself: Went with me to the Docs, went with me to the Image place. I let him go into the bank all by himself for our passports. He needs his at work on Friday to prove he is legally allowed to work in this county.


• Myself: No metastatic cancer. Dr’s office has called.


• Photo: Mine and cropped in photoshow.


• Reading: A few year old Pern I hadn’t read.


• Gratitude’s: Lots today.