Well, the good news, I suppose, is that with the help of that lidocaine creme and a very skilled nurse my port was accessed this morning.
The long and the short of it is the bone marrow biopsy hurts a lot more than usual, and the FNAs didn’t get scheduled. It’s maddening. It’s not like I didn’t tell the schedulers for weeks in advance that this needed to happen. I sent meticulous email after meticulous email.
I had dinner with Dr. Barlogie and his right arm BJ last night and she tried valiantly to move things around last minute but to no avail. Everything is booked.
The MRI is completely unchanged from before. No resolution of remaining lesions. And now, no way to get at what’s inside them.
I came out here for absolutely nothing other than a conversation I could have had on the phone with Drs. Barlogie and Morgan (both occurring tomorrow).
It’s infuriating, actually. And the fact that I’m in pain and the damn MRI is unchanged isn’t improving my mood any.
It’s not a well kept secret at this point but as I didn’t want to blog about it until I had been given approval to do so, Dr. Barlogie is indeed moving to Mt. Sinai Medical Center in Manhattan in the next couple of months, where he will join the staff of Dr. Sundar Jagannath, with whom he worked thirty years ago at MD Anderson before Dr. Barlogie left there to start MIRT here at UAMS, with Dr. Jagannath joining him. I’ll post more about this when I’m not so tired, in pain and angry.