The MRI was nearly as bad as I had imagined! Thankfully, he let me keep it very cold and that made the 45 minutes feel like just 43 minutes, thank goodness. I don’t think I want to be put in a pod again, but I guess it needed to be done. As it turns out, we are not sure what is really wrong. My face is still numb. I have a headache and it has eased some. Every problem has some hidden jewel.
My Bro at the other hospital of course was told that I was up in this one. He said, “I have to hurry and get walking, I have to help my sister.” There is a chance that he might be able to come home tomorrow. That means the world to me.
He is my protector and the biggest tease on the planet. She sent a picture and he was smiling. My husband is my hero. I am glad he took the chance and I hope he makes it for his hunt.
I am just lucky to have the time I have had with these two different and great men.