We're waiting (semi-) patiently...

Thanks to everyone for your thoughts, prayers, mantras, etc. I was humbled by the response to my request, and I could actually feel the energy coming at me on Tuesday -- and still do. Let's keep our fingers crossed that it was not for naught.

My scans on Wednesday went in typical Karen fashion. The nurse, who I adore because she is so patient and skillful, was out, so the tech bravely stepped up to start the IV. I warned him that getting into a vein is not an easy task, but he tried anyway -- for 5 minutes without success. He got into a vein but couldn't hold onto it, and he finally called in one of the radiologists to give it a try. She told me that if she couldn't get the IV in, she was going to scan without contrast because "99% of the stuff shows up without it anyway." (Then why are you sticking me every three months????) Using a baby butterfly needle she was able to get the IV line in and the contrast material was injected. Following my scans, I experienced my usual but atypical response: 24 hours of diarrhea. What a joy all these tests are, but they are a necessary evil.

I attempted to get a copy of my results prior to my appointment tomorrow, but was thwarted. Surprisingly, I'm amazingly calm about the entire thing and not acting in my usual worry-wart manner. I think it's all those good vibes that are still hovering around me.

I promise to post tomorrow evening to let you know what the test results were and what the plan is going forward. For those to whom I owe return e-mails, I am getting to them today. It was a busy weekend and I've been remiss.