What an interesting day today turned out to be. I had physical therapy this morning. It was such a different experience for me as I am so used to doing my physical therapy in the pool. It was nice to learn some exercises that I can do at home. It gives me a starting point so that when I am completely done with physical therapy in two weeks, I can continue to do the exercises on my own.

This afternoon my doctor had me come in to go over the results from my bone scan. It turned out the reason the results took a little while to get to my doctor was because the hospital lost the original dictation and had to have the scan re-read. What a pain! Fortunately the scan was basically normal. There is 'the appearance of increased uptake within multiple bilateral lower anterior ribs' but that can be monitored and may not be anything to worry about, according to my doctor. He said there is no guarantee that there is nothing going on, only that it is unlikely it would be cancer (that is good, I will take that) and that because of my history he will keep an eye on it. The scan did not show why my bone isoenzymes are elevated so he wants me to go in for a bone densitometry (DEXA) scan. They scheduled that for Monday morning (this time with stat orders). This is a pretty easy test, it should only take about a 1/2 hour.

From there, I had to rush to pick Nate up at school so that I could take him to his appointment. I decided to start him with a counselor because he has been having a really difficult time lately, between us moving here, his own problems, dealing with my illness, etc. I just want him to learn to find a way to be okay with all of this. How do all of you help your kids accept your illness? Nate gets so angry sometimes, he used to be okay with it, but I think that now that I am home and he has to see it more, it is harder on him. It was easier when I worked, especially when I was working in the medical field, and he was younger, I could hide things from him easier, I can't hide things from him like I used to. Not only does he have the right to know and understand what is going on, he can see it now. When I worked in medicine (when I was sick before) I would just arrange my work schedule so that I could go get my chemo after work one night and my daycare lady, Trisha, who was like a member of our family, would keep Nate late for me so that he would not have to see how the treatment would make me sick. We all worked together, it just worked. Now that he is older, he sees everything that goes on, he is too smart. Plus, I am not sure I would want to hide it from him, like I did then. I think now it would hurt his feelings and make him more angry.

Any suggestions on how you all handle these things would be appreciated. I think that is one of the more difficult parts of this illness, at least for me it is. Although there are days where I am in pain, tired, etc. (okay, there are a lot of those days) I would take that any day of the week over one day of my son being in pain (sad, angry, etc.) because of my having this illness. That is what gets me the most, him having to suffer because of my having this. That is the worst!

Tomorrow should be a more relaxing day. I don't have one single appointment scheduled, that will be nice. :) I need to go do the laundry, that won't be bad. Nate gets out of school at 1:15 and then my sister is coming over to visit. It is her 23rd Birthday on Saturday! I hope you all have a great night and an even better Friday! Take care.