a short 'little more'

 Well,  I must celebrate or at least wait until after the 4th for the PET scan.  That is now scheduled for the 9th of July.

Waiting ain't no fun. I usually can distract my mind by working, but I hurt my right arm moving heavy doors to paint them.  uninstalling and then installing them took its toll.  now I am just lying around THINKING. 

I feel good now 'cept my arm.  At times I think I am better off not knowing stuff.  The Drs try to sound up beat, but you wonder if they are thinking "This could be BAD!"

Anyway I will be absent feeling sorry for my self. LOL  I will let you kow the good news later when I learn it.

Have a great FOURTH, the is a great country to live in, I love it and like many vets, I am proud to have served this great country.  I ain't really proud of the fact we have men and women in harms way now, but, in the end we pray for the best and continue to love our land.

Nite Shipslog

follow up More on me.....

 To answer a question to a Michigander friend,  The whole thing from start to finish was less than 2-2.5 months me thinks.  I watched it grow for a few weeks hoping it would be smart and go away on it's own.  LOL...  My Sherry says 'Dream -on!'   LOL

For now I made a trip to a NEW Doctor.  It was for a consult on a body scan for Merkel cell carcinoma.  My uneducated understanding is they are looking to find if this 'tumor' was the mama or just a child.  The way I understand it if it was the mama, then all is well and it is gone. if it is found other places (he is concerned about the lungs), then there is need  for concern.

He seems to be planning to schedule  radiation on my face no matter what they find.  I hope I am misunderstanding. LOL

Anyway we are now waiting by the phone for the scheduled scan.  Evidently he doesn't know if I am a cat or a dog , because he is calling it a PET SCAN.  I will let you know....

I am wondering if I am falling into the Doctor Trap that many of us OLD people get into.  I told my sweetheart today that if this keeps up they will destroy my possibility of hiking 'the trail' before I die or live in front of a TV.  Meaning, I need at least 10 months clear to walk the entire 2190+ miles.

YEAH I KNOW, I KNOW, the last time I only needed a few days to tell me I could not start in January. LOL And made it only 25 miles.  HAHA      But I still need to try again to tell my Stubborn brain I need to SHUT UP.

Bye y'all

Nite Shipslog

The latest on me, LOL

Okay now I am still a little confused.  It has been determined that the 'thing removed' was  'The immunoprofile  is consistant with a high grade neuroendocrine carcinoma. The findings are highly concerning for Merkel cell...there is a possibility of metastases.

I copied this:

 Metastasis occurs when cancer cells break away from the primary tumor, travel through the bloodstream or lymphatic system, and establish new tumors in distant organs or tissues. These secondary tumors are called metastases and retain the characteristics of the original cancer, not the tissue where they appear. 

So now when I thought I was thru with this mess I will see someone else about a body scan to see if there are any more of these 'boogers' in my body, or something like that.

When Doctors say something like "  This is usually nothing but it needs to be done just to MAKE SURE?    Make sure  WHAT, my brain asks?  LOL

I know you medical people will enjoy reading this Just to help you some CD56, CK20, LCA and KI-67 WERE ALSO PERFORMED.   Got that?

Now that all that is said, I am going to see another Dr. on the 24th to decide how to search my body for mean booggers.

My girl is still having trouble controlling her blood pressure, but she is doing well otherwise.  WE walk most days and she feels better.

TAke care, love you guys, sorry I do not know more.  Things stay a little hectic around here.

Nite Shipslog

Trying to get used to age

 

Picture of the day:

MY Granny and Grandpa DArnell. This was taken in the 1930s.  They both died in the 1940s. DAddy said when they were picking cotton and ran across a wasp nest, they called his dad and he put his hand under his arm in the sweat, then  reached and pulled the wasp nest and stomped it with his bare feet.  His sweat shoo-ed the wasps.

this is Grandpa and Grandma about 1903, that is my dad on GRandpa's knee.

Today’s stuff:

I have been thinking more and more about the

 end for me. I remember 

when I KNEW I would live to be 105 to 120

 years. LOL Now? Not so

much. I have accepted something. I think I

 kinda thought that this last

episode for me (concerning the growth), not

 caring, if this was my end

thing.

That is not a sad thing methinks, just reality. I am not depressed. But for the first time in my life I can remember laying in bed all day. I have never been a ‘napper’, seemed a waste of time to me. LOL

For the past few months. I have been working 10-12 hour days and not being worn out or tired. All of a sudden, I am light headed and two hours of WORK, (like today I cleaned and painted most of a storage building on the back side of our property, ) I am shot and went directly to bed. After a bowl of fish chowder.

Sorry if this sounds like a sad sack. I still have not learned what my ‘removed growth’ was. I get the stitches taken out in a few days, the Dr. said he may have the results by then.

I am just curious, I really don’t care what it was.

Night to all of you, And thanks for your support prayers and positive thoughts.

Nite Shipslog

PS:  I forgot how to use this blogger format..  That age/mentality thing...  This is a mess....

So, some things finally come to a head..

 Pic of today

Me & my sweetheart on Blood Mountain (GA) when we started hiking the Appalatchian Trail in our 60's.

For today:

Yep like waiting for Christmas or a Birthday, if you ive long

 enough they finally get here. My surgery finally happened. I

 know some of you wondered what I was talking about about

 my red nose. So here is WAS:

Now I look like this:

Yep, as you cn see even thought I am 87 years young, I am

 still pretty. LOL

The Doctor did a good job. He described it to the family while

 I was still recovering, “I gave Mr. Darnell a reverse face

 lift!”

As of now, they do not know what they removed, it is still

 being analyzed. They have ruled out serious cancer, and

 several skin cancers. I will let you know when we know.

He did not cover the surgery location with bandage, saying it

 will heal better exposed as long as I stay out of the sun.

One thing I do not like is huge pillows when I sleep. He

 recommended I use three or four pillows so I could sleep

 more erect. That is not fun to me, I feel like I am sliding

 down a hill, LOL

I feel good. Sherry is also doing well and is re-taking over

 some of the household duties to keep me inactive and

 recover. She still cannot stand for long periods, but we

 are managing well with the help of our sons & family at

 times.

I just wanted to touch base here for the family and readers

 who have wondered how things are going. I have to

 admit it has been tough. Seldom in our near 70 years of

 marriage have we been ‘down’ or ‘sick’ at the same time.

Anyway, God, love, and even fate has been good to us. WE

 did  get some kicks out of the nurses who kept saying, “What

 is  wrong with you Mr. Darnell, you are not normal, I am

 looking  at a blank medical history page here, with the only

 medication a ‘multi vitamin’ once a day?”

Of course I do have a medical history. Like everyone else. I

 also ‘enjoy(?)’ hearing thru implants. I didn’t do that without

 time ‘under the knife’, as it said.

WE do eat well and try to take care of ourselves as we

 approach 90 years of age and 70 years of marriage.

Most of you have suffered much more than we have. Close

 friends and family have had terrible set backs lately and it

 lets us know how blessed we are.

Thank you all for reading. I am beat right now..

NiteShipslog

PS: Sometimes I still worry about my sanity. LOL