Thank God my adorable husband has a doctor's appointment this afternoon to find out some test results he was sent for about a week ago. He was in for just a regular checkup in order to get a heartburn prescription refilled and lord have mercy, pissed in a cup and it tested a little "not so normal". They sent him home with some blood work, and some diagnostic testings of his bladder and kidneys.Now let me preface, of course I'm hoping all is fine. It is, I'm sure. He's been training quite hard these days and I basically think that's all it is. You would have thought he was diagnosed that day with cancer. I love him to death. But let the drama begin... Because he was so worried, I called the hospital immediately to schedule the tests needed [and explained to the woman on the other end of the phone how my husband has already picked the shirt he would wear for his first chemotherapy session]. Thankfully, she had a man of her own and got my hint [and by the way, he really DID pick out a shirt for just that purpose - I swear] and put him in immediately the following morning. So the next day, we went for the test, ran some errands and then went for lunch at one of our favorite Italian restaurants. In the few seconds it took me to rummage through my purse for something, I looked up to my husband's homemade prop of what he actually saw on the ultrasound monitor earlier that morning:
For those of you who might be fooled that this picture simply looks like a piece of Italian Bread with a piece of meatball shoved in its middle, I would like to note that it's ACTUALLY the big black spot on my husband's KIDNEY he witnessed earlier that morning. [Technician defined it as simple cyst, totally normal, very common, no worries.]
In desperation to calm this man down and avoid any future restaurant scenes with food sculpting, I called my Mom who is a nurse. After explaining everything, [and after a couple of man jabs and outright laughter on the other end of the phone] she told me to relay one thing to make him feel better:
"You can live with only one kidney, honey. Does that make you feel any better?"
If you could have seen the look on my adorable husband's face, it was just priceless. That's why we love our men so much. Really.