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I began this week by preparing for a colonoscopy. What fun! Of course, preparation began days earlier with a COVID test to ensure I was not taking the virus to the medical staff. Then, fasting began twenty-four hours before testing, and drinking the horrid cleansing medication was an endurance event, but I got it done. On the day of the test, my husband delivered me to the clinic's front door, and they took my vitals and had me dress up in the hospital gown. Next, they inserted the IV portal for the drug that put me out. It was all relatively simple. However, to my dismay, the doc found a polyp that looked suspicious, so he did not remove it but biopsied it instead. I don't understand why he left it in place unless he thinks it might be cancerous. I certainly hope not. I never suspected such an outcome. I thought it would be smooth sailing, with a clean bill of health. So now I have to play the waiting game to find out what it is or if it contains bad cells. If it comes back negative, I probably have to go through the entire cleanse process again to have it removed. Ugh! The test results will be available in a day or so, so I'll be back later with the news. Oh, happy day! I just read the results of the polyp biopsy, and it is "noncarcinogenic." The polyp is benign! What a huge relief! I will return to the doc next week to find out the next steps. In the meantime, Steve is prepping for his procedure tomorrow. I'll be back with his news soon.
More good news today. Steve had no polyps at all, and so we're both in the clear for a while. Next on the agenda is our trip into Seattle to deliver my Dad's World War II-era artifacts that my sister and I sorted through and identified. Thankfully, the world-renowned Museum of Flight in Seattle wants the entire collection, so I will meet with them tomorrow morning and turn everything over. The director appears very anxious to acquire the items, and I'm pleased about that. It means that they will remain protected long after I'm gone. Also, the collection will be digitally searchable so that members of our family can access them by the Hartell name. The Museum of Flight is the best possible solution for protecting the items that my parents guarded their entire life. I am thrilled that the Museum's board recognized the historical value of everything my parents saved and that they will store and share the collection with others.
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