Well, I was finally able to get my MRI done today. I didn't expect to hear from my doctor so soon, but he called just a few minutes ago and told me the results. And guess what? They found something. Could be a cyst. Could be a tumor. So he wants me to see an endocrinologist. The guy he told me to call isn't taking new patients until the first of the year, so I had to go with someone else in the practice, but he doesn't have an opening until the end of August.
He mentioned the possibility of having to undergo brain surgery. No biggie. My head is already shaved. Plus, I already have that huge-ass scar running from the top of my forehead all the way to the back from when I was in a car wreck over 30 years ago. So what's one more scar, right?
But, it's got me thinking I need to get that book written maybe sooner rather than later, cause you know, anything can happen when you go under the knife. Especially when they have to cut on the old noodle.