Back from hospital. All might be well!

Hey all!

We tried to go to the Blowing Rock (more like Blowing Crack) hospital but (sigh) when we called there first, no one answered the phone, not the hospital, not urgent care, no one. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

So we went to Boone, and the roads were decent.

There was only staff there, mostly, so we got seen instantly by the oncologist doctor. Her determination is that she doesn't KNOW for SURE what it is, but she feels pretty sure it is NOT a thrombosis, but can't rule anything out, such as phlebitis, which is an infected vein. At this point, she gave him some medication, and he has to put heat on his arm and watch it closely and go back if it doesn't disappear or gets any worse. She even said it could be a spider bite.

SAY WHAT?

Sorry. Not buying that one. There is no point of entry, no dots, no itch, plus it is dead of winter, and there are no insects whatsoever in our house. When I heard her say "spider bite," I briefly wondered if I had been transported into an episode of Andy of Mayberry. But, hey, SHE is the doctor.

Frankly, I thought that the low-panic send-em-home diagnosis approach was just the merest edge of questionable, considering the risks, but for the millionth time I must yell into my own ear: BETH! YOU ARE NOT A PHYSICIAN! I have about the same odds of being right on a medical diagnosis as I would if I threw a Diagnostic Manual across the room and went with whatever page it fell open to.

I'll post here if there is ANY change. Meanwhile, thank you all for caring, and we are very relieved right now.