I guess the universe has decided that H and I haven't dealt with enough crap.
My sister called at lunch and I knew something was wrong. We never talk.
Mom went to the ER, they found some blockage between her gallbladder and kidney, and what's more concerning, a three inch mass on her pancrease.
She is in sugery now, to insert a stent to alleviate the blockage and to biopsy the mass. Her kidney enzymes are elevated and her gall bladder is slighting enlarged, but they aren't overly concerned about. The doc actually said it is a good thing, because it led to the detection of the mass
When I asked when the results of the biopsy would be in, my sister said she thought "pretty instantaneously." I'm sorry, but she's a fuckingidiot. It has to go to a lab, reports have to be written and sent back, etc. I hate hate hate that my stupid sister (really, she is stupid when it comes to medical stuff) is the one who is there and not me, and I am especially upset that I am reliant upon her for information.
I am trying not to worry until there is something to worry about. But fuckme. Really? I am mostly concerned for my youngest sister and how she is going to take all of this. She is 21 and shouldn't have to deal with this crap.
fuckfuckfuck
