by DyingMan | Dec 7, 2018 | The Dying Man
There are two reasons to get a PET scan; one, if you have cancer and; two, if they think you might have cancer. Either way, it’s a serious business. I had never had one before and didn’t know what to expect. I found myself in a cubicle with a curtain; one...
by DyingMan | Dec 6, 2018 | The Dying Man
It’s 2:50 am, and I still can’t sleep. When I first thought that I might be dying, I had this urge to do something with that because the experience seemed valuable, that enhanced appreciation for common things I wrote about earlier. I thought that if I...
by DyingMan | Dec 5, 2018 | The Dying Man
Another convenient thing about being a doctor (see first post/Nov4/2nd paragraph) is that with a modern patient portal you can half-ways diagnose yourself from the results, even if it’s not your specialty. I’m in the hotel room after my day of testing and...
by DyingMan | Dec 4, 2018 | The Dying Man
I am like Schrodinger’s cat trapped in a box, superimposed between two states, both alive and dead until someone opens the box to observe the result except that in my case the latter extreme is more variable. Will it be one year, or two, or thirty, in which case...
by DyingMan | Dec 3, 2018 | The Dying Man
It is Sunday and I am still Schrodinger’s cat although, in truth, we all are. We are all Schrodinger’s cat, in boxes largely of our making with observations and outcomes largely dependent upon our actions and the choices we make, and the consequences of...
by DyingMan | Dec 2, 2018 | The Dying Man
I’ll be leaving Schrodinger’s box for the time being as my pulmonologist from the Mayo Clinic called with my pleural biopsy result. Nonspecific inflammation, by his verbal report. There was no mention of a predominance of fibrosis, which would have been...
