I sometimes feel I am living in la-la land - without a care in the world, not worrying about my next ailment coming down the pike at me. At this point, I know there will be something else but I can't bring myself to worry about it at this point becuase I have enough crap to worry about now.
I went to the conference this weekend, and at one of the sessions I attended a woman was there who was a diagnostic radiology (that would be the x-ray/PET/CT scan department)nurse and the subject came up for what can you find out in various tests and when to have them and all sorts of fun cancer topics. (I must say we don't sit there moaning about our latest medical blooper, but usually try to laugh them off. This is a crowd that has been through it all, so there isn't much we can't find humor with.) Anyway, so after the session, I asked her if bone mets are detected in a PET scan.... drum roll... they are not. You need a bone scan. I said I had a spine MRI in January and she said I probably need a bone scan to be sure because the spine MRI only looks at your spine. And x-rays don't pick up all types of bone mets. So I am not worrying about this but have just put this on my list of things to talk to my new oncologist about in a few weeks. Its gotten to a point that it might be nice to know what is going on with my back so if it was something like that, at least I would have an answer.
Yesterday I was reading again (I should stop this, it gets me in trouble) and found this article on CNN about underdiagnosed health problems women have. This will also be another topic of conversation with my doctor in a few weeks. It has been suggested that RA might be something else to look at. Someone at the conference suggested I be tested for fibro myalgia but the more I read about it, the less it sounds like me. But I am not worrying about any of this.
What I am worrying about is my missing back doctor appointment. It has mysteriously vanished from my list of scheduled appointments. The problem is if was canceled for some reason, it may take another couple of months to get back in to see him. Grrr... I want answers. I will be pushy (and try to contain my inner evil bitch) but I will call and be assertive.
Anyway, I have managed to massively overschedule my week. I need to leave here in 45 minutes, work until 230, meet with the meds doctor to figure everything out, come home do some more work, and then have dinner. But I did get a decent night's sleep so that's a big step in the right direction. But now I am late so must go.