The week started out with my anxiety level in full gear. No sleep, my mind racing continuously and doing everything I could to keep as busy as possible. Then Wednesday came; my day was going to filled with appointments. I left the house at 5 am to get to the hospital for my 7am appointment. When I get nervous I tend to talk alot, well really I tend to talk alot normally so when I'm nervous I could sound like an auctioneer at times. The nice man that has done my MRI's before told me that my last MRI was 2 1/2 hours but this one he was going to get me in and out in a hour. If you have ever had a closed MRI you totally understand that a 2 1/2 hour MRI deep in the tube of the machine was a bit overwhelming so I was over the moon excited that it was now cut in over half. After that my next appointment was with the hematologist. This was my first time with her because the doctor I saw locally was a basket case and I needed to talk to someone that knew what they were doing. She explained that I in fact do not have leukemia like the other doctor said but that she could almost guarantee my problem was my iron level, so more blood needed to be taken. I left her office and walked across the hall to my awesome surgeon who always greets me with a big smile and joke of some sort. He excused himself to read my results and as he came in so did my hematologist and almost simultaneously they gave me good news. The blood clot I had in my portal vein after surgery was gone and I can stop taking my blood thinner, yay!!! The blood test came back that I was extremely anemic with very, very low iron levels probably from the surgery and my spleen being removed so I have to take Iron supplements to try to get that back up ( I can live with that). The biggest news of all was no tumors or mucin was seen on the MRI which means I got a clear scan! All that worrying up to that point just washed away in a split second and I was over the moon happy. It had been 9 hours of test, doctors, more test and then results to get those words but I will do that every 3 months to hear the same results.
Now I can travel to see my family for the weekend and celebrate my birthday. I was going to go visit them no matter what but I am sooo happy that I got to go with a clear head :) I don't know if I have been so excited to celebrate a birthday ever. If you would have asked me a year ago how excited I would be to turn 42 I would have looked at you like you were joking. Present day I would have told you a different story about my birthday. I was celebrating the fact that I just got a 6 month clear scan. I was celebrating the fact that my blood clot was gone. I was celebrating that I got to see my best friend which always makes me so happy. I was celebrating that my husband is right by my side to celebrate with me as always. I was celebrating that I got to see my family who I do not get to see often enough. I was celebrating the fact that I feel so good physically and mentally I would have never thought I would after my surgery 6 months prior. I was celebrating that I have so many people around me that love me and that I love. I was celebrating that I was turning 42 because that means I am alive!!! I had a birthday weekend like I have never had before and anyone that was around me could tell you that I do not think I stopped smiling, dancing, laughing, and singing the whole weekend. This Birthday meant something else to me that I never really got excited about in the past, it meant that I was lucky enough to be here and to celebrate getting older. It was different from all the others but I bet next year will be just as awesome :)
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