Deal with steel if necessary? Yes?

Can be dangerous, but I'm going by the Drs report just for my sanity. Now I have a calcified fibroid they want me to follow up on. I'm going to begin eating a better diet... no hotdogs or ice cream, etc other high-fat foods no one mentioned drugs to me yet, if they ever do

normal. The waiting for test results is excruciating! You can post whenever you need to, we've all been anxious and afraid, and need to comfort one another.

Thanks. I've been not getting sharp, agonizing pain . I get this weird sensation in my upper right quadrant with tiny flashes of quick pain. I was told in the 80s I had gsllbladder issues annd to stop drinking whole milk. My diet now is pretty bad. I'm trying to lose weight and avoid ice cream and other foods like that anymore.

Just hoping this is the complete report and not just "the gallbladder" report, ie. Then there's a "liver report", " pancreas report" etc. I was shaking so bad to sign into my patient portal today

it's crippling sometimes. Right now, I had to go back on antidepressant meds. Was not sleeping, brain fog and couldn't concentrate at work. My disabled husband is declining more lately, and I find myself getting so overwhelmed, angry, sad, anxious and depressed - sometimes all at the same time. My doc has tried me on several newer medications, but the only thing that helps is Prozac.

We will get through these tough times and come out on the other side. I know we will

I'm so sorry for your struggles. I hope the medication helps.

Hope positive news comes your way.

And there are not separate reports on other organs.

My lease was renewed 100 dollars more a month

It is not a pressing matter at the moment, but since the landlord is (supposedly... we are still not sanguine about this ever actually happening) getting married, we are pretty sure that, like everything else, he has not thought about what it means or what will happen because of it. He is such a child in so many ways (although physically, he is middle-aged) that we don't know what he will decide or when that will happen. Being in a state of complete uncertainty is such a drain on what little energy I have left. It sucks wondering if you are going to have a place to live in 6-12 months because your husband is being railroaded by his job, you have been little more than a horror show for almost ten years, and you are in a place where you have no friendly quarter. It sucks and I am so afraid for my husband. I am just hoping to have a nice big heart attack soon enough so I am not as worried about myself. (I was recently told that 'people would not care about me because I do not care about me'. I was unaware that a person's desire to care about someone was connected to that person's view of themselves. Regardless, they were right about how little I care about myself. Why should I? What purpose would it serve? I am not worth anything. And, thanks to the past ten years, I have to accept that I was never worth anything. Neither from my estimate, or anyone else's. Despite what some say about such things, this situation is NOT entirely my fault. I am the one paying the price for it though. Those who helped put me here have paid nothing. If anything, they are doing better than they were when the aforementioned things happened. Why bother after that?