...Is Good News?

They didn't have a radiologist available yesterday afternoon to read my MRI...although I also wasn't feeling too cruddy either...and so far I'm ok today. It could have been the uterine or bladder infection I had last week was putting pressure on nerves in my back and since I just took the last antibiotic today, those maladies are, thankfully, just about gone from my system.

I'll be following up with the internist on Monday to get the MRI results...she told me if it was nothing urgent (i.e. - no sizeable hematoma) then I'd just have to follow-up with a neurologist to watch the situation...

I just wish someone would have had the courtesy to call and let me know either way...come to think of it maybe I'll call the hospital this morning just to find out if the MRI was ever read.

UPDATE:

OK, so according to the hospital MRI/Radiology staff, a neuro-radiologist read my MRI films yesterday and has dictated a report to  be sent to my doctor (internist) tomorrow. The radiology tech stated that if she or the doc had seen anything urgent they would have called me; thus likely I'll just be following up with my doc tomorrow. Luckily I have been following their advice to keep my feet/knees elevated when I lie or sit and that does seem to prevent the numbness and aching.

Also...I went to Mass this morning and I am glad I did because Jack was mentioned twice in the weekly Parish bulletin. I picked up a few copies to use in the scrapbook I will eventually put together...

Also, the celebrant this week, "Father Steve" was the wonderful priest who did Jack's funeral service and then refused a donation envelope from my husband following the ceremony. I have NEVER heard of a priest/preacher refusing an envelope after a funeral, wedding, etc. He noted, "This one is on us - we wanted to be here for you." Geeze and we arent' even well-known parishioners! That made me feel really good about re-joining this parish. The genuine sense of caring and community that I've seen just over the past few months has been incredibly encourageing and uplifting to me during my time of need.

I'm so glad that I started going to this parish again. The older priests have retired and they have two younger priests and some permanent deacons who alternate turns giving the homily (talk after the Gospel.) I used to HATE sitting through the Homilies. Now I really look forward to them as the speakers inject them with humor, intellect, and heart. Their "speeches" are well-organized, well-paced and hve been, so far, of genuine interest and relevance to me.

One thing I do plan to do once i am really "healed" - physically and emotionally - is get involved in one of the volunteer activities at my daughter's school as well as though my parish. I think it will be a great way for me to use my energies and ideas...as well as provide a social component that has been largely missing from my "real time" life.