Brother Update

Apparently the HMO is full of cheap bastards, and so they only let him get one of the tests he was supposed to get done. (The colonoscopy.) Apparently he has a lovely colon, a perfect colon, a colon for the ages, a colon to write home about. The problem is not the colon.

That means it's a small intestine issue, and that means that he has to go back for another round of tests sometime they schedule him, possibly with a different specialist, possibly with additional unfortunate preparations.

Apparently this scheduling thing meant he was out of the hospital at nine this morning and didn't contact anyone; my father called me at about nine this evening while I was at keshwyn and jikharra's to pass on the news.

So he's all right. This means it's not ulcerative colitis. Crohn's continues possible or likely. More testing shall follow.

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I think I figured out what my wrist brace was up to when it scurried off.

I found it under one of the tables while I was cleaning -- of course, in a place I was sure I'd looked before. And a place that teinedreugan had at least glanced at, for that matter.

So I'm wearing a brace.

I just found another one on the floor. (On the rug I vacuumed yesterday, just to note that it wasn't there yesterday.) Same handedness.

My wrist brace ran off to elope. And it brought its new mate home.

Hey, a meme. I haven't memed in a while.

Lifted from elisem.

( Little Known Facts. (Do you see this tree? it is a fir tree.) )

There.

( And for the silly matching meme. )

Also there.