Watching the Sun Go Down

After yesterday’s blog I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea – literally I am watching the sun go down as I await the arrival of Peter and Ronda for movie night. I have a spectacular view from my office where I can see through my treeline to the distance foothills and when the sun is sharp and the snow is on the mountains I can also see those mountains. When the sun gets behind the clouds it looks as though the clouds are ringed in fire (as they were last night) but tonight things look more yellow and glowing, almost like a halo.  It’s pretty and it’s soothing.

Yesterday I had a very good visit with my doctor in High River; first of all he said my blood work was excellent and when I asked about the neutrophils he said they were great (3.0 . . . last time they were 1.5 . . . and that was after they had dipped to 1.2 …. Neutrophils are the white blood cells – those dynamic little fighter cells). Then he did a thorough examination of my back pain because I have been having such pains for the last couple of months – turns out it is my muscles / spine and not at all part of the tumour. That was such a relief I almost felt the pain had gone away! I have to do some soaking in the tub and perhaps get a heating pad to ease the muscles back into loosening up and then I can exercise much more “robustly”.

It is amazing what a little good news does for the spirit. I laughing said to Dr. Vise that perhaps it was all psychosomatic because I was so fearful it was the tumour. He smiled. (Nothing like the patient deprecatingly self-diagnosing).

I almost skipped out of the hospital and got in John’s truck saying “good news”. That’s what he likes to hear.