Inconvenience

   That's what this is. Well, sorta. It is inconvenient to travel and get the medical treatment or diagnoses. But it will inform the doctor (and me, it will inform me).

   2 months ago, I was here for a CT scan. And something bothered me. So I said something. And 1 thing got fixed. Now I'm back again. And some of the same things are still bothering me.

   See, that bugs me. It shouldn't, but it does. If they can't spell inconveniece right, can I trust them for their medical diagnosis? 

  In reality, I am aware that the people doing the medical treatment are not the ones responsible for the signage. But they all work for the same folks.

   It's an annoyance. I might be a little OCD. Or maybe I'm a lot OCD. But after I've SEEN something, I can't UN-SEE it. It's like my eyes will be unavoidably drawn to the thing that wasn't right anytime I go near it.

   But I was there for a PET scan. And then they added the annoyance of having misspelled words on their sign.

Grrr.

I am not posting this when I wrote it. I'll post it after I do my other post. So y'all will know what the PET Scan said before you find out about this.

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The ß¡ŤĆĦ ain't back!

   Sorry for the language. But I'm glad.

   The Dr said they're are going to see me again in 3 months. I have some SUV, but it's low enough that they're not worried about it. 

   Yesterday was Cancer Survivor Day. I wanted to celebrate. I could have celebrated. But I had a very unshakeable feeling that today I would get news that I was going to have to go through some type of treatment to remain a survivor.

   I'm not worried. I've done this before. I can handle this. I have a super support team. And hopefully I'd have a plan to take care of it, if there was an it, quickly so I can go on with my life. 

   A plan that would allow me to take care of my other medical problems *cough* Baker's cyst *cough*

   That's the one causing me pain right now. I've put off going to the Dr about that because I didn't want to cause treatment for that to interfere with treatment for this. If treatment for this was necessary.

   I've been worried about this for a while. Well, at least a couple of months now. Ever since I had swollen lymph nodes in my neck in April.

   I've not been scared. I've not really been worried. I've just been resigned. And maybe depressed?

  We're living in tumultuous times. At least I am. Personal stuff. COVID-19 stuff. #BLM stuff. And the #BLM stuff is personal stuff. You know, my wife and kids kind of personal stuff. 

   

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That's . . . . . Strange

   At least I think it's strange. Or maybe it's weird, it could be that it's perfectly normal. I don't know.
   Last night I got my wife to take a picture of my dog

96 hours after dog bite

bitten rear. I looked
at it. Then I looked again. Then I looked a 3rd time. And maybe a 4th time too. Then I asked Yvette if I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. She said I was. Do you see it? I'll give you a second to think about it. 
   Wait, I'll highlight it for you. I've circled it with a yellow highlighter.

Dog bite bruise

The bruise jumped to the other buttock. Like Evil Knievel jumping over a line of buses. And cleared it. Honestly, it's the strangest bruise I've had. Evah.

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This is Awkward

   I haven't written anything in a while. Way too long a while, honestly.
   I've had stuff I could have written about, but I didn't. And things I wanted to write about, but I couldn't. 

   If you continue, you might see a side of me you haven't seen before. My backside, to be precise. 

   So, let me see, first a little background. Years ago I worked security at a bar. The worst thing that I ever had to do was break up a fight between 2 females. That hasn't changed. Thursday night when Yvette was coming in the house, 2 of the dogs started fighting. I don't know why, they might not know why either. But we were working to separate them. Yvette had one dog by the collar trying to pull her away and when we got them apart, I got between them.

   And that's when I got bit. I kinda got lucky. When the dog bit me, she bit where my can of snuff is in my back pocket so she couldn't get her mouth to close but so far. But it was enough.

   I think it was enough, don't you think it was enough? This was

Dog bite after 2½ hours

2½ hours after. It was starting to bruise nicely and it was painful. And felt hard to the touch. And I couldn't stand to sit on that side. And I couldn't lay on my right side in bed without some minor discomfort.

   But it gets better. Or worse, depending on how you look at it. I woke up during the

Dog bite after 7½ hr

night with some not quite as minor discomfort so I decided to take a picture. The bruise is getting bigger. And darker. And firmer. And more painful.

   In the morning I told Yvette I was going to the doctor. She agreed that that was a good idea. The diagnosis was a hematoma. With a recommendation of putting ice on it. And take aspirin or Tylenol or something OTC for pain. So that's what I did. 

   I took another picture Friday night at 8:30. 24 hours after

Dog bite after 24 hr

the bite. I'm not sure if it's done getting worse or not. You probably should tune in tonight or tomorrow sometime. Hopefully I'll remember to take a picture and write something about it.

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I Know, More Reading

   I told Yvette on my birthday that I had a goal.

   My goal was just ridiculous. But hey, aren't goals supposed to be something you have to work towards. My goal?

  To own 100000 shares of stock. And it's not unattainable. There are such things as penny stocks.  

   100000 shares of stock at $0.01 would cost $1000.00.
   There was a slight drawback to that. I didn't have an account with any brokerage firm.  And I didn't have $1000 to buy the stock if I did have a brokerage account. But in between applying for jobs, I did some research. And that got a little disheartening.
   Some of the brokerage accounts, you need $10000 to open. Then I found others that you only had to have $2500 to open account. Another you had to have $1000.
   But you know, the computers are watching everything you do online. They keep track of the things you view, the things you search for, the websites you actually visit. And they respond by showing you ads that align with your interests. 
   One of the ads they showed me was Robinhood. So I looked into it. 
  Hmm...... I could get a free share of stock just for signing up. I didn't have to put money up to open an account. So I did. I got 1 share of stock. I didn't get a share of Apple (AAPL) or Ford (F) or Sprint (S). I got a share of Groupon (GRPN).  
    So I'm inviting you, if you're over 18 and you don't have a Robinhood account, to click on the link below. When you signup, you'll get a free share of stock and I'll get a free share of stock.
   I only have 99,999 more shares to go to reach my goal.

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