A Blip on the Radar !!!

Courtesy: Rawrdaniel

A couple of weeks ago,  more like last week I am reminded now, We dropped labs for this round of check ups coming the beginning of February. And I know that if they don’t call me before my appointment that all is well. That didn’t happen this time around. Yesterday the clinic called and their panties were all in a wad … or more like it, my doctor had his panties in a wad over a spiking number on my kidney function numbers.

Something was off. They told me I needed to come to the clinic right away to get retested and so last night I went to bed at midnight because I had a 7:50 am wake up call and one of my friends drove me up to the clinic this morning at 08:15 am.

They took my labs and walked them up to the lab and they told me that I would have to wait to see them back. I wasn’t waiting there for three hours. My friend came back and picked me up and we went to a coffee shop in NDG owned by a member and we had coffee and conversation while we waited for the labs to come back.

Now you know what STAT means right ??? RIGHT the FUCKING NOW !!!

I finally got word from the clinic around 11:20 while we were at the coffee shop that the numbers were back in normal territory and not to worry. That they would call me later on this afternoon to give me the rest of the update because the lab was running so far behind. So much for a fucking STAT order …

Last night I ruminated for hours in bed trying to figure out what could be causing this numerical spike because kidney function is not something that blips on the radar very often if ever so I knew that something was off, but you live this long and you wait for the other shoe to drop.

One of my doctors once told me that HIV would not kill me that something else would. And this would have been one occasion that I entertained that thought waiting for an odd ball lab result to correct itself.

I tell you, the older my doc gets the freakier and touchier he gets when dealing with my labs, since I am one of his star patients. He has to keep me alive to live another year to make sure the meds he is using still work.

All’s well that ends well.

I got to spend some quality time with a friend and he was gracious in sitting with me while I waited for news. So thank you. I know you are going to read this.

I am grateful for you.

Until later tonight …