Here You Come Again

This song has been in my head since Sunday.  Crying-Sunday.  Life sucks-Sunday. (read previous blog entry)

The lyrics sort of fit what's coming up this week . . . the dreaded MRI.  The tube.  The little bitty tube for my big butt.  Okay, gone too far.  Maybe it's the muscle relaxer I have in me or the acupuncture from earlier today.  Whatever.  I had to share Dolly's song with you (rewritten just a little).

Here you come again

Just when I'm about to forget all about you
You waltz right in the door
Just like you done before
And wrap the fear 'round your little finger

Here you come again
Just when I'm about to forget all about you
You look onto my calendar
And write down a date and time
And pretty soon I'm wonderin'
How I came to forget you

All you gotta do
Is show M. R. I.
And there go all my defenses
Just leave it up to you
And in a little while
You're messin' up my mind
An' fillin' up my senses

Here you come again
Lookin' to freak me out with no right to
An' shakin' me up so
That all I really know
Is here you come again
An' here I go

All I gotta do
Is remember Joshua 1:9
Be strong and courageous
Do not be terrified
Do not be discouraged
For the Lord your God will be
With you in the tube.


Lots of blood work on Thursday, along with the usual "are you there, Cancer?" bloodwork.  Many boxes were checked on the lab slip to rule out any type of autoimmune disease.  Believing!


Oncologist on April 29th in the morning and Rheumatologist in the afternoon.  What more could a girl want?


xoxox


Renee