I DON’T HAVE CANCER!!! My bone marrow biopsy came back clear! Special Japanese dinner with VERY special champagne brought by my parents to celebrate the good news.
Dr. G (neurologist) suspected Eosinophilic Fasciitis, and he ordered a full muscle biopsy to confirm his suspicions, so I met with my surgeon, Dr. S2 to go over what to expect on my big day at Hoag Hospital. The only other times I have ever checked into a hospital was to deliver my 2 children, the last of which was 21 years earlier. Sounded like a piece of cake, and a piece of cake – German chocolate – sounded really good about now. Dr. M1 (infectious disease specialist) did not find anything in any of the massive amounts of tests she ran, so the team was focused on EF, pending the muscle biopsy results. On my most recent blood tests, my platelets were starting to tank, and that’s not ideal when you are going into surgery, so Dr. S1 (oncologist/hematologist) ordered a platelet transfusion immediately prior to surgery. Early Thursday morning, I checked into Hoag and had the transfusion in the pre-op room. I arrived with 2 flawless (ha!) thighs and emerged from the operating room with a 2″ long, 1/2″ wide, 1 3/4″ deep section of my left quadricep, fascia, and skin on its way to Long Beach Memorial’s pathology lab. ILLFRMT (It Looks Like Frankenstein Ravaged My Thigh)
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