July 22: Just Got Home--Bill's Great!

This might be short because we just walked in the door at about 7 pm, and found out by phone that some company is showing up heretofore unexpectedly tonight at 11, so we had to clean the house and make beds, get towels ready, you know the drill...so now we're kinda pooped.

But here's the news!

1. Dr. Torti agreed with the radiology reading of the PET scan, that Bill has no cancer anywhere, including the swollen lymph node. Hooray! Halley-looyuh!

2. Dr. Torti's office took care of the Medicare letters and the PET scan will by paid for, saving us six thousand George Washingtons!

3. The only possible problem is that they are a little concerned about Bill's heart. He had swollen ankles today and for a few days past, and yesterday, after he hit 85 golf balls at the range, then drove in his car for 10 minutes to meet me at Goodwill, he was panting and very out of breath, even after the 10 minutes or so of driving. So Dr. Torti was listening to his heart for a long time, and part of the time Dr. T had his eyes closed and adjusted his stethoscope positioning in his ears, like he was trying to hear something tiny. And then he said Bill needed to get a chest Xray right then, before we left. So we went up to the 4th floor and he went in and got that Xray, while I watched Ellen DeGeneres on the waiting room TV. I missed one of Ellen's guest questions on a game she calls "Know or Go"--the question was, "In the Christmas song, O Tannenbaum, what is a tannenbaum?" HOW DUMB AM I NOT TO HAVE FIGURED THAT OUT? Some poor woman on the show didn't know either and, as a result, fell through a hole in the stage and disappeared. I was luckier.

So tomorrow they call us and tell us if his heart looks okay, but Dr. T said in the future, if Bill has any weird symptoms, just call his office and, "We're always here for you!" he said, in his movie-star-looking kind of way.

So I'll post again tomorrow with the news about the Xray.

I hope SOMEONE out there reading this ALSO doesn't know what a tannenbaum is. Because when I asked Bill what it was, as we walked to the parking garage, he looked at me like he thought I was kidding about saying that I didn't know, and I had to practically explain the law of thermodynamics to him on the way home from Winston before he believed I hadn't lost my entire IQ somewhere in the waiting room.

That didn't even make sense what I just wrote about thermodynamics, and he didn't really think I was THAT stupid. Well maybe a FEW miles short of an oil change.

Till tomorrow!

Love all!