72 hours later...
The only remnant of my discomfort - suffering seems such a big gaudy word for a relatively minor procedure but man, I suffered - is two small pale pink scars over my spine.On Saturday I really did not feel particularly well but perhaps going to work on Friday was ill advised.
Today was better apart from one or two lightheaded moments, although my hand and leg are still becoming more erratic and less under my control. Without a visual, I can no longer tell if I am holding something or not. I really have to stop leading with my left. And stairs are definitely a challenge.
My i ching today was waiting/nourishment, Hexagram 5. It starts in my translation: there is a situation at hand that cannot be corrected by force or external effort. This is a time for patience and careful attention to inner truth.
I enjoyed my Sunday, Got lots of laundry done and dried it in the brisk breeze and warm sunshine. I watched a DVD at five this morning (quietly - need to get headphones) because I could and I was awake.
I should get results on the latest round of tests tomorrow at 9:30. I am hoping for as definitive a diagnosis as one can get without a biopsy. Apart from one or two minor ripples, which have more to do with my ability to let go than my ailment, I have managed not to give in to doubt and agitation. I have even limited my on line research to just enough to ask sensible questions - at least three - tomorrow.
It would be nice to know something for sure - even if it is only 85%.
The sixth line of hexagram 5 says ; A solution appears that at first glance seems strange. Waiting with an open mind and a quiet heart allows you to accept truth in whatever form it arrives.
I can live with that.
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Sounds very sensible. My daughter and I are watching, waiting, and praying.