Muscle Biopsy

I made another trip to the dr last week. This time we did the long awaited muscle biopsy. I have heard of people having biopsies before. It's a bit painful but not big deal. They stick a needle in and get their sample. Well I met with my dr and he told me that I would be under anesthesia and he would make an inch long incision and take out a sample about the size of the end of a pencil eraser. That was more involved than I had expected. So I got a ride to the hospital and Trish was going to pick me up after work. It was a grand plan until the dr was 3 hrs behind schedule. It seems that another dr had a complicated emergency earlier in the day that messed up my dr's schedule. So Trish had to sit and wait. (I didn't mind waiting, I was just glad that I was not the complicated emergency this time.) Then the intern came in to explain the procedure to me. He said that he would make about an inch incision and he showed me with his fingers, but he was showing 2 inches. I pointed that out to him. He said no it is only an inch. And then his specimen was larger than the end of an eraser also. When I called him on it, he said maybe he would just take my whole arm. I said he just as well because there wouldn't be much left by the time he got done with it.  I am please to report that I do have 2 arms. One of them has a big purple bruise on it with a 2 inch incision. I see the rheumatologist in 1 1/2 weeks. Hopefully this will mean that I can go a few months in between my trips to SLC.

I was heading home Saturday morning. The Salt Lake valley was enjoying an inversion. The people on the radio said to not breath and to try not to drive. I got in my car and headed west as fast as I could. It was nice to get back to clean air.