Friday, June 23: It’s Savi Scout day.
Because it’s a gorgeous day, I ride the TransAlp into Seattle. I should be done late morning, and I have a dentist appointment in Lynnwood at 3 pm.
The scary thing on the right breast was just a cyst.
That’s the biggest news of the week.
Late on Monday 15 May, after business hours, my oncologist called. I had almost convinced myself that she wouldn’t call until Tuesday because there was nothing going on. And then the phone rang.
In December, Mike was diagnosed with pemphigus vulgaris, a rare (1-in-a-million) autoimmune disease. He’s the first in his family that we know of to experience this genetic disorder.
In May, Kathy was diagnosed with breast cancer.
This is our journey. Some posts are backdated.
It’s been a while since we checked in …
Prednisone reduction continues. Taste buds making a recovery! Energy levels continue to rise, but I’m still not always aware that I’ve crossed the energy line until it’s too late.