Less Liver, More Onions

Six weeks ago my liver function results were finally testing at high normal… after taking two years to creep back up! Today the doctor informed me that they’re in the tank again and don’t I want a liver biopsy?
NO, I don’t.

I spun a little story around my thyroid pills, the raised dosage level and my fear of foreign objects plunging into delicate organ tissue. So we test again in six weeks. If they haven’t rallied by then he’s referring me to a world-renown hepatologist down in Miami.

And I was having such a good day.

Clear Light of Day Update:

So, I awoke this morning feeling grateful, the anger and sadness gone. As it should be. What is it they say about expectations leading to resentments?

Anyway, I’m thinking of letting him do the damned biopsy.

Thanks for the support; love you all!

8 thoughts on “Less Liver, More Onions”

  4. Lee Ann

    Well if you didn’t drink that fifth of scotch the night before the test and the half bottle of tequilla before leaving for the test, it might not appear so battered and bruised when the doctor goes to test it.

    Silly human, liver is loving!

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