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Apr. 19th, 2012 12:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichThere was good news, there was bad news.
The good news was very heartening. A friend living about 6 hours away called me on Sunday, totally freaked out of her mind. Her five-year-old daughter had an emergency CT scan and it showed some sort of growth/tumors - one in the bone of her hip, and one in the femur itself. Daddy was across the US in California, and mommy had finally gotten the kids to bed and decided to melt into a good case of the shakes. She called me because everyone else she knew, she said, would just freak out right with her and she'd end up calming them down instead of the other way around. She wanted "someone who'd already been there."
So we talked for an hour or so and got things into perspective a bit and she promised to call me back after they'd seen the pediactric oncologist this afternoon. Well, she called back - the child's bloodwork came out completely normal and the Onc says that the growths do not present 'as any kind of cancer I've ever seen or heard of'. They're not ruling it out, of course, but there's a greater chance that it is something else more manageable. My friend is much more calm and centered now. I'm so glad. She's gotten the "we can deal with this" attitude and I'm going to help her keep it for as long as I can.
The bad news was for me. My GFR showed as 49 on my last test, so in less than a month I've gone from "normal levels" to "Stage 3 Kidney Disease". Just like that. On that, my head is reeling. I'd like to know how the heck that happened.
So! On to better things. I'm taking a break right now from finishing the embroidery around the neckline of a Viking tunic to be worn by a friend this weekend. I'm also waiting for the hard-boiled eggs to finish cooking (for this weekend - and do you know how to take the "EB" stamp off of an eggshell?) Off and on I pull out a piece of needed equipment and pile it in the entryway by the front door. We will pack the car tomorrow and be off on the weekend adventure as early Friday morning as Arni can get away from work. We're hoping to get there with plenty of sunlight to set everything up - we have to be in garb and manning our camp by 8am on Saturday morning, and cannot be in ciivvies after 5pm on Friday, so Friday afternoon is our only shot at comfortably setting things up. Heck, we're not even allowed our cars on the road behind the camp after Friday's start time. Nothing modern at all. When we go back to camp on Saturday and Sunday mornings (we're hotelling it this time), we'll be carrying linen sacks with our refills of ice and food in them, as we're not allowed to be toting a modern cooler. Even before they open the gate to the public.
The things we think are 'fun'....! I'm bringing my camera with me and will try to take pictures but we're really not supposed to have them out, so it'll depend on how crowded we get. There's a good chance of rain, so I expect we'll have lulls in the number of visitors.
The good news was very heartening. A friend living about 6 hours away called me on Sunday, totally freaked out of her mind. Her five-year-old daughter had an emergency CT scan and it showed some sort of growth/tumors - one in the bone of her hip, and one in the femur itself. Daddy was across the US in California, and mommy had finally gotten the kids to bed and decided to melt into a good case of the shakes. She called me because everyone else she knew, she said, would just freak out right with her and she'd end up calming them down instead of the other way around. She wanted "someone who'd already been there."
So we talked for an hour or so and got things into perspective a bit and she promised to call me back after they'd seen the pediactric oncologist this afternoon. Well, she called back - the child's bloodwork came out completely normal and the Onc says that the growths do not present 'as any kind of cancer I've ever seen or heard of'. They're not ruling it out, of course, but there's a greater chance that it is something else more manageable. My friend is much more calm and centered now. I'm so glad. She's gotten the "we can deal with this" attitude and I'm going to help her keep it for as long as I can.
The bad news was for me. My GFR showed as 49 on my last test, so in less than a month I've gone from "normal levels" to "Stage 3 Kidney Disease". Just like that. On that, my head is reeling. I'd like to know how the heck that happened.
So! On to better things. I'm taking a break right now from finishing the embroidery around the neckline of a Viking tunic to be worn by a friend this weekend. I'm also waiting for the hard-boiled eggs to finish cooking (for this weekend - and do you know how to take the "EB" stamp off of an eggshell?) Off and on I pull out a piece of needed equipment and pile it in the entryway by the front door. We will pack the car tomorrow and be off on the weekend adventure as early Friday morning as Arni can get away from work. We're hoping to get there with plenty of sunlight to set everything up - we have to be in garb and manning our camp by 8am on Saturday morning, and cannot be in ciivvies after 5pm on Friday, so Friday afternoon is our only shot at comfortably setting things up. Heck, we're not even allowed our cars on the road behind the camp after Friday's start time. Nothing modern at all. When we go back to camp on Saturday and Sunday mornings (we're hotelling it this time), we'll be carrying linen sacks with our refills of ice and food in them, as we're not allowed to be toting a modern cooler. Even before they open the gate to the public.
The things we think are 'fun'....! I'm bringing my camera with me and will try to take pictures but we're really not supposed to have them out, so it'll depend on how crowded we get. There's a good chance of rain, so I expect we'll have lulls in the number of visitors.
