Yep...I was the kid at Christmas would could sniff out those hidden presents. Under the bed? Back of the closet? Attic? Hiding places were no match for snoopy me! Although one year mom & dad tricked their snoopster by wrapping our gifts up in opposite! It was a teary Christmas as my brother and I opened gifts meant for the other! The lesson learned faded after a while...
So it should be no surprise that this waiting is driving me mad!
Allstar games...hunting down remaining tests...and therapies...have helped to keep my brain otherwise occupied.
But then there was down time. Yesterday. And I couldn't help myself. I emailed Dr. Fellow.
And was like,
" I'm not trying to make you uncomfortable...buuuuut...
What are we looking at? Candidate odds wise? 50/50? 80/20?"
I mean surely he'll understand that I've got Spaghetti Dinners to plan! And crazy hearts to prepare...
And yet I proceeded to wait ALL day for his response. Which was simply...
"We'll know on Monday"
So I responded...
"Yes...but how will I know the decision on Monday?"
He promised to call me himself. And asked for my cell. Which I'm hoping he promptly added to his contact list!
Especially since I fought the urge to then email about when I could expect his call!
Or better yet...to send him this picture....
Which is SO darn beautiful a friend emailed me asking if she could donate an organ!
Depending on the black market value of a kidney these days...to spare me a spaghetti dinner...I'm game?!
Just in case there are some who miss the tongue in cheek...
Jesting. See I'm laughing...ha ha ha...
If there was a non-illegal method of selling a kidney...different story!
So now I wait. Til' who knows when on Monday.
Oh - and here's a freebie tip! It so happens that settling into the pedi-neuro's waiting room. And assuring the secretary that seriously... it's no problem to wait... while they send a runner to pick up the PET scan for you. That's a great way to get the job done! Especially if you have two summer-hyper kiddos with you! If you ever run into that scenerio minus the two hyper kids...I'll rent mine out!
My heart felt relief as I dropped the last pieces of our bridge at Jonathan's office. Who was able to overnight them to Dr. Fellow.
Which means I'll be emailing him (unless he's smart and emails me first) to verify that they've been recieved before lunch today!