BOY OR GIRL???

Today started out better than any day, during these last ten days—as both Barry and Steven feel so much better, though both still test positive for Covid.  And though everyone else in Barry’s house tests positive, my eldest son’s family is asymptomatic or feels no worse than had a cold been caught.

Celina and Ravi, (quarantining separately from Steven) are still testing negative.

Once Steven’s symptoms had not worsened beyond feeling like a cold, he decided to quarantine (along with one of his two Ridgeback’s) up north at our cabin, which must be quite picturesque, as our ‘get-away’ in the tall pines is covered with several inches of fluffy fresh snow.

Every Tuesday, Ravi’s school administers COVID tests  (to the children of parents, who’d signed on for this program).  Steven said he’ll check online, tomorrow evening, to see if Ravi's school is infested with the COVID varmint—I mean virus …

Today, my half hour echocardiogram took two hours.  The technician had trouble taking ultrasound pictures that clearly show my heart functions, because (he said) my heart may have shifted after my lung was removed.  And he had to deal with fluid (which had naturally filled the cavity inside my chest) as well as scar tissue.  I took advantage of the time taken by the technician to spread gel all over my chest by suggesting that if, by chance, a baby was seen floating in the fluid, filling my chest cavity, I’d like to know—boy or girl.  After a moment of utter silence, all four staff members burst into laughter. And so did I.

I believe today’s findings will show that my heart functions are fine.  It’s the PET scan (of my entire body) that will, hopefully, show no leiomyosarcoma—lurking anywhere inside me from head to toe!  And then the results of a chest CT scan will offer us a close up (a more detailed study) of everything that can be seen between my collarbone and my waist.  Those studies are scheduled to take place on January 21st and 22nd.

BTW—Will was able to accompany me into the waiting room at Mayo, today, and at some point, I asked one of four staff members, who had attended to the ultrasound of my heart functions, to let my husband know why a study that generally lasts for half an hour was stretching from late morning into midafternoon.  I sure do hope that, ultimately, the results of today’s echo offer my cardiologist all of the info that she expects to receive.

As for now, it’s 6:36 pm suggestive of —my being off to margaritaville!

🙋🏻‍♀️Annie

PS   Although no sign of a baby was sighted during today’s ultrasound, the footprints of three precious little guys (all grown to manhood, over more years than I’d want to count.) will always be felt, singing and dancing, cavorting and laughing deep within my heart.