My new favorite word - Benign

It's benign.

Last Friday, Steve called me to tell me that the doctor did a biopsy. I had no idea.

That has stressed me out all week. Although it impacted me and my feelings, it was something personal for Steve, so I didn't blog about it. So many thoughts have been going through my head.

Yesterday the doctor said it was benign. Wave of relief.

And yes, I asked Steve if I could blog this.

Doctor visit

Steve and I had doctor appointments back to back yesterday.

Of course, the main thing for the day was hearing Steve's biopsy results. Oh, and he got those stitches removed.

I weighed myself first. Steve got on the scales, and they didn't move. Same weight as me. Same birthday, same weight. LOL.

Besides Steve's major lab results, I was concerned on how my own lab results would be. If they declined any further, I'd have to go back on HIV meds. I've been off of meds for three and a half years. After having taken meds for 12 years, I hope never to have to take them again. My t-cells were about the same at 357. Some other percent raised from 13 to 16, so that was a good thing. Enough to keep me off meds for now. My viral load quadrupled, though, from 5000 to 20,000. Up until one year ago, my viral load had always been undetectable (under 50), so this spike needs to be monitored. I go again see my doctor again in 4 weeks.

Right before going to the doctor, Steve showed me some snippy email that we both received. That totally put me in a bad mood. I was stressed out enough already about finding out Steve's test results, and the email really frazzled me. I forgot to go over about 5 or 6 different other health concerns with my doctor. He just focused on my lab results and on my work/stress-induced depression. Nothing that can't wait 4 weeks. I even forgot to get a lab sheet from the doctor, so I'll have to make another trip to the doctor for that.

One problem I have is that my skin itches, from head to toe. It keeps me up at night. Steve thinks it's from stress. Maybe it's from the soap at the gym? That's never given me a problem before.

Meanwhile, I scratch, scratch, scratch.

Lion King tickets, C1 class

After visiting the doctor, I caught the #1 bus to Nob Hill. I sat in Huntington Park for awhile, across from Grace Cathedral. Whenever there, my mind always goes back to Maupin's cannibals.

I then walked down to Union Square. I went to the lobby of the St. Frances, where I was to meet the guy from eBay who purchased my Lion King tickets. He showed up right on time. That was a very smooth eBay transaction. First time I've ever had to meet someone for an eBay transaction.

From there, I walked to Caltrain at 4th & King and caught the 6pm train. Got to Redwood City and had a coffee at the Safeway Starbucks before heading to C1 class.

Class was okay. I was fairly exhausted, which is pretty much the case most Thursday nights. It was a review night, which the class really needed. Andy had to slow down on a lot of calls, which makes things worse for me. I do better at regular or fast tempo. He had to call out my name 2 or 3 times during the evening.

Got my ego stroked, though. Priscilla, one of the poorer dancers, said "You've taken C1 class before, correct?" I told her no, that I've only been dancing since a year ago November. "Dancing C1 for a year, you mean?" LOL. I just explained that I'm a fast learner.

Got a ride back to the City with Ari. He dropped me off at the Balboa Park station. I caught the J-Church from there. I've never ridden it from there before. I'll have to do that again sometime during the daylight. I got off at 18th & Church. I only had to walk to Sanchez before the #33 bus came along. Took that back to Hattie.

Bi-weekly weigh-in

203: Weight Today
222: Weight 4 weeks ago