My bones are as bleached, white and pure as those of a 1880s pioneeer in the Mohave desert.
I guess it's awful, but I wasn't relieved. Mostly because I didn't really think cancer had spread to my bones, especially since I am still in treatment. But, I had hoped for some clue what is causing this pain, and my knowledge is as arid as that desert.
I got nuthin'.
The pain has changed and I know now that it is an organ or visceral pain. It's on the left side of my lower abdomen and is tender to the touch.
I see my primary care physician on Wednesday (yes, another doctor's appointment) and will ask him to check it out. What I really don't want to do is start a long testing/diagnostic process, so hopefully, he's got some magic to pull out of his
If he doesn't know, I don't think I'll pursue it too hard. Either it'll go away or it'll kill me. That was the attitude I had before I got cancer, and maybe I should adopt it again. I just don't have time for mysterious pains.
And, talking about mysterious pains is as boring for me as it is for the