So My Mister went to the urologist today
(thanks to the nonstop phone calls my Mother-in-Law made. She really is a Superwoman!)
He liked his doc better than the one he saw yesterday.
He was kinda jerky!
They are going to run some more blood tests
(at what point do I tell My Mister that he is resembling a pincushion more and more each day?) and then we will know if he has to have surgery
or as he text-ed me "if they come back positive, they will extract my nut".
He so crazy.
We still don't know what kind of cancer he has, but we are closer to unraveling the mystery. We'll see. He has an appointment with the oncologist on Friday. It kinda sucks cuz he has had all these appointments since we've been back, but I've been working, so I haven't been there. I feel a bit incompetent and clueless. But he's the one who told me to work as much as I can. And I do like being back. There is a sense of normalcy at The Wright House compared to what we have going on at home. :) I know. The Wright House is more normal than the Hill house.
Who'da thunk? ;)