The doc said everything looked normal yesterday, but they took some biopsies jus in case. He also scheduled me for a gastric emptying study, which means I go to the hospital on friday, eat some radioactive eggs and sit in a dark room so they can see where I'm glowing at. Just kidding about the dark room, but not about the radioactive eggs. I learned that getting blood drawn from your arm is much less painfull than having an IV put into your arm. I don't know why they don't use the hand like the hospitals do. I learned that I don't mind being knocked out, and I felt great coming out of my little medicinal sleep.
And I finished my upstairs organizing while I was home. I've tackled the rediculous task of organizing all my buttons . .wait, what? Yep you heard me, I have two lunch boxes full of buttons that my grandmother gave me and I went through and put all the matching ones together and then put then into tiny ziploc bags that you get in craft stores. Am I nuts for spending three hours doing this? Maybe, but now if I want to use some of them I have prematched sets to look at instead of a bucket to sift through. And do you have any idea how many different styles and sizes of buttons there are. Oh my gosh! I had fifteen little pearl grey buttons lined up and none of them matched even though there were about the same size, different color, some had pattern cut or carved into them, and some were four holed and some had two. Yikes!
And I put this on Tuesday's blog because I'm going to try and stick to some wordless wednesday posts.
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