This week’s adventure

Today, the day after the presidential election, the mood here in Boston and Cambridge feels a bit somber and quiet. The nice thing is that we are all shoring each other up. That feels good.

In the meantime…

I was hoping that this week, I wouldn’t need to be at Dana Farber or the Brigham, but that was not to be.

On Sunday, I landed in the Emergency Department. When I realized that something in my body was awry, I called my husband, who was in the middle of a Cub Scout adventure. He figured that something must be horribly wrong, as I never ask to go to the ED. Our son wasn’t thrilled to leave Scouts, or to be in the ED with me. Watching the nurses work on me was pretty scary. After a few minutes, he yelled out that he had a tick (he did not) so that someone would take him out of there. Thankfully, they fixed my problem and I headed home the same night.

As a follow-up to that visit, I need to have one of the stents replaced ASAP. Thursday (tomorrow) is the soonest they can do it, and it is with a doctor I haven’t yet met, though he comes recommended by the urologist I trust (who is too booked to do it himself).

Until that procedure, I am supposed to take antibiotics to ward off infection. They prescribed the gentlest one that they felt would work, but my nausea was out of control. After not eating for a few days, I had to stop them and rely on hope that there is no infection.

So I would deeply appreciate prayers and positive vibes for no infection and a smooth procedure. Thank you so very much!

I hope you are doing well today.

Love,
Marie

 

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