Thursday, December 14, 2006

"Surely your dancin' days are done" (at least temporarily), or half a diagnosis is better than none (?)--the MRI results are in

The good news is that I don't have a plantar fibro-something-or-other.

The bad news is that I don't have a plantar fibro-something-or-other.

Which means that whatever I have on the sole of my left foot can't be treated with topical medication.

In other words, the only way they can figure out whether this bleeping thing is benign or malignant is . . .

Well, as I used to say to my sister and/or brothers when they were teasing me, "Cut it out!"

And send it to the lab. (Methinks that's called "taking a biopsy.")


Which also means that I'll have to be off my feet for two weeks, lest I pull the stitches apart and/or otherwise damage the surgical wound.

Which may mean that I've just lost half of my vacation :( , since I get only six sick days per year.

Too bad the boss turned off his cell phone this morning. When he returns from his out-of-town business trip tomorrow, I'll have to ask him whether I can work from home for the second week--knowing me, it'll take me three days to recover completely from the anesthesia--while I hobble around the "house" on a walker. Thank goodness my husband has a fax machine in the apartment for his tax and accounting business. I can just as easily type up the boss's hieroglyphics from a faxed copy as from a copy that he hands me. And I always e-mail him a copy of everything that I type for him anyway. A phone, a fax machine (both conveniently located right on my computer desk), and an Internet connection, and I'm good to go. Or, in this case, good to not go. :(

Not to worry, the doc says "No hurry"
So I'll wait until after Chanukah,
light lights and eat a sufganiyah
and go 'neath the knife in January

Please keep me in your thoughts and/or prayers. As the saying goes, "It ain't over 'til it's over."

I'm including my father's name for those who choose to use it. Please feel free to pray (if you're so inclined) in accordance with your own minhag (custom).

Léah bat Esther v'Ozer


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks for letting us know, and you'll be in my thoughts and tefilot! Good to see that this ordeal hasn't affected your good spirits or your limerick-writing! Shabbat Shalom!

Fri Dec 15, 06:52:00 AM 2006  
Blogger Shira Salamone said...

Raggedymom, thanks for your good wishes. I guess this limerick writer is gonna be lookin' for the luck of the Irish. :) :) :)

Fri Dec 15, 07:27:00 AM 2006  
Blogger Shira Salamone said...

Raggedmom, sorry I replied while I was still half asleep. What I should have said was "Thanks for keeping me in your thoughts and tefilot." I may be a bit of a doubter, but, concerning prayer, for me, it's literally the thought that counts. I'm touched that you're putting in a good word. (As an agnostic, I share the New York Lottery's motto: "Hey, you never know." :) )

To all of my readers, please understand that I "buried" this post deliberately. While I don't dare publish posts or reply to comments while at the office, I do read comments all the time. So, since my blog is frequently open, I try to obscure any post containing details about which my officemates may be aware by "burying" the post in question so that it doesn't appear at the top of my screen. Thank you for literally looking beyond the obvious. :)

Fri Dec 15, 08:20:00 AM 2006  
Blogger PsychoToddler said...

You should have a refuah shleimo

Fri Dec 15, 10:22:00 AM 2006  
Blogger Shira Salamone said...

Thanks, Mark.

Fri Dec 15, 03:56:00 PM 2006  

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