In and out of Stitches

We arrived at the hospital at 9am. After registration they drew some of my blood and then packed me off to the 5th floor for prep and landing. That means fitting me for a gown, putting a port in my wrist for an IV and taking all of my vitals. At 1025 the wheeled me downstairs to Radiology for the actual biopsy. It was virtually the same type I had back on December 13th while I was in the hospital. They used sonogram or ultrasound (I get those mixed up) to determine where to place the needle for the biopsy. I think they took 3 or 4 samples. Our good friend Linda kept my wife company while I was getting the biopsy. She has been crocheting a Prayer Shawl the last few times that I have seen her.  It looks like beautiful and nearly complete. Why she crochets while around me, I have no idea. I have a suspicion that it is not a Prayer Shawl for her sister, after all, but possible a Death Shroud for me...if it is I wish she would have used orange and purple yarn instead of turquoise...

I was released from the hospital at 1pm and my wife and I headed downtown to my surgeon's office to have the stitches removed that were still there from the biopsy of January 24th. The surgeon and his staff are outstanding and enjoy my humor. I, of course, passed around my stool sample and I made him a Tear-a-gami Sun Bonnet since it was so nice outside today. We arrived home at about 4pm and I went for a walk. Then I ate some salmon and a boiled egg and took a nap for a few hours. The swelling on my neck still hurts and sometimes the pressure builds up in it that freaks me out...I think it is about to explode. The row of stitches looks rather gruesome, so I will have to try to cover them when I go out.
I will see the oncologist next week and then will have a clear picture of where I will be going from here...