mcatrophy
Privileged to ride a 2018 FJR1300AS
(I'm putting this here because this is the nearest I have to Faceoff or Whatsit, I don't know where else to put out my thoughts.)
Wifey is ill, seriously ill. She's been unwell for months. She's been to the doctor many times with various issues, some new, some historical. We don't know whether this latest problem has been building, undetected, over time.
A week or so ago, she woke up and was obviously very jaundiced. Since then she's undergone various blood tests, so far showing something wrong with her liver function. She is on the verge of needing to be in hospital, and we've been given awful warnings that if she shows any signs of deterioration, she is to go in instantly.
So we know there is something wrong with her liver or bile ducts. But we don't know what. The immediate symptoms are serious, if any worse they are potentially life-threatening.
Yesterday she was given a CT scan, tomorrow she is going in for an ERCP, an extended gastroscopy that goes into the duodenum, and they will probe into the bile ducts looking for a blockage.
Best outcome: they find a stone blocking a duct, and can deal with the stone during the procedure (possibly draw it out or break it up). Worst outcome: cancer of the liver, potentially fatal.
I am not asking for prayers (that would be hypocritical of me). None of you know her (or me, for that matter). Family is, of course, rallying round and is providing support to both of us, I'm just outpouring here.
I am more frightened than I've ever been in my life. After 47 years of marriage, the thought of losing her is devastating. I can't use my usual therapy of riding, I don't want to be away from her, so other than a bit of shopping, the bike stays in the garage.
She is normally very strong in any sort of crisis, but this time she is not, and is frequently in tears. Not so much for herself, but, as usual, she is very concerned about the support she gives to others, particularly for the immediate family - she is a model mother and grandmother - for her brother and sister, for the voluntary work she has been doing in the local Children's Hospital, and for me.
Amongst her first words to me when we realised how serious this might be: "Whatever happens, I want you to enjoy your bike."
Wifey is ill, seriously ill. She's been unwell for months. She's been to the doctor many times with various issues, some new, some historical. We don't know whether this latest problem has been building, undetected, over time.
A week or so ago, she woke up and was obviously very jaundiced. Since then she's undergone various blood tests, so far showing something wrong with her liver function. She is on the verge of needing to be in hospital, and we've been given awful warnings that if she shows any signs of deterioration, she is to go in instantly.
So we know there is something wrong with her liver or bile ducts. But we don't know what. The immediate symptoms are serious, if any worse they are potentially life-threatening.
Yesterday she was given a CT scan, tomorrow she is going in for an ERCP, an extended gastroscopy that goes into the duodenum, and they will probe into the bile ducts looking for a blockage.
Best outcome: they find a stone blocking a duct, and can deal with the stone during the procedure (possibly draw it out or break it up). Worst outcome: cancer of the liver, potentially fatal.
I am not asking for prayers (that would be hypocritical of me). None of you know her (or me, for that matter). Family is, of course, rallying round and is providing support to both of us, I'm just outpouring here.
I am more frightened than I've ever been in my life. After 47 years of marriage, the thought of losing her is devastating. I can't use my usual therapy of riding, I don't want to be away from her, so other than a bit of shopping, the bike stays in the garage.
She is normally very strong in any sort of crisis, but this time she is not, and is frequently in tears. Not so much for herself, but, as usual, she is very concerned about the support she gives to others, particularly for the immediate family - she is a model mother and grandmother - for her brother and sister, for the voluntary work she has been doing in the local Children's Hospital, and for me.
Amongst her first words to me when we realised how serious this might be: "Whatever happens, I want you to enjoy your bike."
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