Diagnostics: the bone marrow biopsy

I’m finally done with my diagnostic tests. This week consisted of a CT scan, a PET scan and a bone marrow biopsy. Oh and a visit to the sperm bank because these chemo treatments basically ruin your swimmers (I’ll save that for a separate post).  The doctor was great, numbing the area with lidocaine and having faith enough in me to skip any anxiolytic. That was fine with me but I think a mistake for him. I spent the next 5-10 minutes channeling the pain into primal screaming. You’ve got to envision the scene – I’m in a room outside the chemotherapy infusion area (it’s quiet) and yelling like like a leg was getting amputated without anesthetic. When it was over…

Me: Fuck, that *really* hurt. 

Dr. L.: Pats me on the back, chuckling. You did great… Though I guess you were more anxious than I realized.

Me: Well alright then. I’d like to at least see what my marrow looks like after all that. Can I?

Dr. L.: Sure – take a picture. Looks good so far. we’ll have results in about a week.

In case you want to see what my bone marrow looks like here you go!

waiting for my bone marrow biopsy
a core of my bone marrow
Lua offers me saltine crackers