MRI Confirms Sightings!

Just in case you live in a cave and missed the news feeds yesterday, Tumblr and Twitter blowing up, Facebook buzz, or the nationally broadcast public service announcements regarding my recent MRI…

I am pleased to report that after months of conflicting information, rumor mills going bananas, and scandalous-bordering-on-dangerous innuendo, the neurology team at the University of Colorado announced definitively that, indeed, I have a brain. Ha!  Take that you army of sayers of nay and Knights that Say Ni. Score one for the good guys.

This does mean unfortunately – and I’ m so sorry Scarecrow – that I’m gonna have to find another song to sing at work.


In related news, doctors reported this week’s MRI demonstrated stability.  That means no new new cancer and no growth in existing tumors. Meanwhile the radiology team at Memorial Hospital in Colorado Springs reported that the PET/CT scan of my neck, chest and pelvis demonstrated ‘stable to improved.’ This is all good news.  We like good news.  You know good news is good.

Now we have to figure out what is causing the mysterious, seemingly never ending abdominal pain that has been plaguing me for the last few years and has gotten acutely worse of late. Gallstones, pancreatitis, food allergies, stowaway killer bunnies with really sharp teeth or, who knows? Nobody seems to know. On a more positive note, the office of the newly referred specialist will be able to see me sometime in late December, earliest.  Good thing its not indescribably painful.  Phew.

Anyways, THANK YOU to all of you for your continued support, prayers and words of encouragement!  We appreciate it.

…all right Scarecrow buddy, one more time, from the top, for posterity.

‘I could while away the hours, conferrin’ with the flowers
Consultin’ with the rain.
And my head I’d be scratchin’ while my thoughts were busy hatchin’
If I only had a brain.
I’d unravel every riddle for any individ’le,
In trouble or in pain.

Oh, I could tell you why The ocean’s near the shore.
I could think of things I never thunk before.
And then I’d sit, and think some more.
I would not be just a nothin’ my head all full of stuffin’
My heart all full of pain.
I would dance and be merry, life would be a ding-a-derry,
If I only had a brain.’