Wednesday, September 3, 2008

the results show: part one


Gumby's lab tests came back and they're all fine. The doctor wasn't in to "interpret" them for me, but I kind of leaned on the on-call nurse to give me the numbers anyway. I can interpret them pretty well on my own. He only had one test that was out of the "normal" range and it was just barely over the line. I asked one of our docs what that could mean and he said it could mean that I should forget about it, because it didn't mean anything. You've gotta love ER docs. They've got the whole bedside manner thing down. So tomorrow I'll chat with Gumby's doctor and take it from there. The stomach aches? Gone. The fear from my little guy regarding the stomach aches? Quite present, thank you. Is there a lab test for anxiety?



I had thought that switching my schedule was a done deal, but there was a snag and I'm off today after all. Of course, this means I have to work Friday and so will have to leave my dog at the vets overnight. I almost have myself convinced - since there's nothing I can do about it - that he'll be better off anyway. If he's in pain they can give him something for it. The FX (my new name for the Film Geek, please note the movie reference) volunteered to pick him up, but he'd still be at home alone for several hours. On the subject of the FX, I do have to say that when he heard about the surgery the first thing he did was get on the floor and hug the dog. And the second thing he did was say that he was paying for half of the surgery. Something about doggie support. I certainly didn't expect him to do that, but I sure will take him up on it.



There's not really much more news. Things are still kind of blah, although Gumby's test results lightened my mood enormously. There's a big storm moving in and I have all of my bedroom windows open and a big fuzzy chenille blanket to wrap up in while it pours. Surely we're too far north to be feeling any trace of Gustav, but our temperature is supposed to go from mid-80's today to low 60's Thursday, with lots of rain in the forecast. And boy, is the wind blowing. Something tells me I'm going to sleep well tonight. And I'm going to start right now.



As always...



Thanks for listening to me. And for sending all the good wishes our way. You all deserve medals.

8 comments:

Devon said...

I'm so glad the tests came back normal...ish. I'm sure the stomach aches come from the stress of everthing going on and the developmental changes happening at his age.

I think these late summer storms are very refreshing and they really wash away the crap, so to speak. I love to bundle up in the cold and listen to the rain. It is going to be 95 degrees here tomorrow... ICK!!!

Have you ever known an ER Doc who went on to become a motivational speaker? Me neither.

-Ann said...

Glad to hear things are going well. Hope the dog surgery goes as smoothly.

We had some great rain showers the last few nights. I've decided that the sound rain of is the best evening/sleeping soundtrack in the world. (I've picked the right place to live. :))

Maggie May said...

Glad everything seems to be working out for you. Hope the dog gets over his op quickly.
Enjoy your snuggle in the blanket. Sounds a very tempting activity to me.

Frances said...

Yay - glad the stomach is okay. About anxiety - keep those cuddles going - he's a sensitive guy and he cares about your feelings too. Maybe worrying about you a little? Two-way worrying. You're the Mom.... Break that cycle.
Look after yourself as all your virtual friends keep telling you.
Hope all goes well with the op. Good to hear about FX - you need all the support and friendship you can get.

softinthehead said...

Glad to hear the results were clear, Enjoy your surprise day off :)

Iota said...

Isn't it great to have a lovely cool day? A literal and metaphorical breath of fresh air.

Kaycie said...

Good news! I think I have an idea about where Gumby gets his tendency towards anxiety . . .

I have to say, once again, that you are walking in pretty tall cotton as ex-husbands go. What a nice thing for him to do. How refreshing to hear about an ex who continues to honor his commitments to family after a divorce. Without being hounded. Or garnished. Good for the FX.

aims said...

Whew!