So, it seems I stirred some pot of unforeseen outrage with my health post from Tuesday. It was not my intention to not inform anyone that I was under some medical emergency. This is because there was no medical emergency. It was discomfort that was not in the area (relatively) of my heart, it wasn’t debilitating, I wasn’t too worried about it.  I’m apologizing for getting anyone upset, all is well.

So, let me update you all on what’s going on. If you don’t care, then stop reading now. When I went in, I had blood drawn to check “counts” (whatever that is) and regular diagnostics, I guess. Also, I have heard from the imaging facility but haven’t called them back to schedule the gall bladder ultrasound. I will today, right after I write this, so everyone settle down. It’s coming. Editor’s (that’s me) note: appt. is scheduled for next week.

Well, I get a message from my doctor via the MyNovant thingy. It reads and I quote: “Blood counts and liver and kidney tests look good.”  I read that again…



“Blood counts and liver and kidney tests look good.”  Once more… “Blood counts and liver and kidney tests look good.” Now, those of you who know me and my medical history, what about this strikes you as different than all other times I may have had these tests run? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? This part of the sentence, “…and liver and…” is what nailed me. What!? So I messaged back the doc and asked him if he meant to say that? He said yes.  Why is that such a big deal?  That is the first time that a doctor has told me that I have good liver levels in well over 10 years. And before you all start in on me about drinking, let’s take a look at this history.

In 2007, the docs found that my enzymes and liver activity were all elevated. They didn’t like that, so we ran an experiment where I stopped drinking for forty-eight days or so; everything – beer, wine, liquor. FORTY-EIGHT DAYS! And my levels were still way too high. So the doc said that it seems like my “normal” levels are high. Just the way I’m made, we guessed. So, every time I’d get my blood work done, my current doc, Dr. R, would say, well the levels are still high, but we’ll continue to monitor them. When I was on a statin for my cholesterol control, my enzymes and levels or whatever quadrupled! He said we needed to take me off of that. We did. To my recollection, this is the first time my tests have been run since coming of them. So, to see the doctor say the levels look good…? That’s a major win for me.

In looking at my test results, (and the caveat here is I am not an expert, or really know anything about what any of this means) one test was called “comprehensive metabolic panel” and the other was something called “POCT CBC W/DIFF.” Not one single number on this list was outside, high or low, the “standard value” range listed. Not. One. Single. Number. The sodium level was right at the max number but not over it. I cannot tell you how good this makes me feel.

So, the update, again, on the problem from earlier this week: I feel perfect. I’m not winded. I’m not fatigued (and I worked 14.5 hours yesterday in that studio). I have no pain anywhere. I am a little crochety when I get up, but I’m a non-exercising, aging, fat man and the joints ain’t what they used to be. But, otherwise. I haven’t felt this good since right after my heart surgery (minus healing the massive gash in my sternum). I’m still doing the gall bladder imaging, so no worries. So, all of you who trounced on me (I say that with tongue firmly planted in cheek), this past Tuesday, I love you all for it.  I’m good. Quite good. Worry not for me, Dear Reader, I am A-OK.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

“You may not be able to read a doctor’s handwriting and prescription, but you’ll notice his bills are neatly typewritten.” – Earl Wilson