We just got the phone call from Dr. Torti's assistant.
Her words exactly: "The radiologist is NOT AT ALL CONVINCED that this is tumor showing up on the CT scan. It could very well be simply post-operative changes in the liver. But to be certain, they would like Bill to get an MRI here at our institution and compare that. So someone will call you with a date for the MRI, and we'll go from there." That was it.
So now, Bill and I are standing here going, "WHAT?!?!?!?"
Bill said, "It couldn't be much better news than THAT!"
I said, "I'm scared to get my hopes up!"
So there you have it. You optimists will think this is great; you pessimists will be wringing your hands and simultaneously jumping for joy.
If I die of a heart attack in the next few weeks from all this drama, somebody make sure my cowboy gets to his 'pointments on time, 'kay?
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