Right now I try not to even look at the other side of the room! I'll get it, though. The closet is going to be a real bear. But I won't think about that yet!
The doc is checking for hemochromatosis, a fancy word for too much iron. It accumulates, and can cause liver damage. But it sounds like it can work in the other direction to, so he is trying to determine for sure. Some bloodwork is supposed to come back today. If it doesn't give the anwer, I may get to have a liver biopsy. That sounds like fun!
Depression has crossed my mind. A few months ago W asked if I though I might be depressed! The first thought across my mind was "duh!", but I think I said I didn't think I was clinically depressed.
