Jack of Harts

The Mayo Clinic turned out to be a longer Monday than we expected. It started around 7AM getting ready to go in, getting their at 8AM for blood test, and then an MRI to check the tumors in the brain. I had forgotten to sign my taxes last week, so I had to go into my CPA to do that as well, which I did during mom’s MRI. Then we got out of the Clinic to get some food and watch a park for a bit before going back in for the news. The tumors in the brain are much reduced, so it would appear the treatments are working there. But mom’s bloodwork showed elevate uric acid levels, so the doctor ordered a quick flush of her system during her keytruda treatment. That extended our time at the Clinic until 6PM, and we closed the department down before leaving and getting home around 7PM. A 12-hour day is a long one, and we both basically crashed and went straight to sleep after that. I hate long days at the Clinic.