Take Two of "What the Hell are These Nodule Things" took place at Shields MRI on Monday. In contra-distinction to my treatment at University Health Services last week, the folks at Shields were clear and communicative about what they were doing and why and this made the fact that I spent almost an hour not moving inside their new, sleek, but still very loud Siemens machine a great deal easier to take. It was good to finally find a practical application of all those meditation skills that I've been working on over the years.
This morning I found out that the upshot of all this technology is that we still don't know what the hell the nodule things are, but the doc says that it is extremely unlikely that they are metastatic cancer from the prostate - which was the thing that I most wanted to rule out. He said that we could biopsy them, but I declined. Should the PSA go astronomical next month when I get it checked, we can come back to them and play the game again.
Seeing that I am now permanently entangled with the American Medical Establishment, it is good, and relieving, to see people do good work within it.
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