So, Last week I was getting ready to go visit my inlaws in Arizona and making the necessary arrangements to get work done so I can leave, get a rental car, get packed and generally trying to put 28 hours in a 24 hour day.
I went to the bathroom and saw a rather frightening bloom of dark urine in the toilet. I was alarmed enough to call my Dr and ask a few questions. He made me come in immediately and in 15 minutes he was asking me the 1000 questions he always asks.
(Are you insane? is always my favorite. I always honestly answer, "Yes")
I was quickly put in the loving hands of the vampires who sucked my blood and took a urine sample and took a chest Xray.
Later that afternoon I talked to the Dr and he said I did not have an elevated white blood count, nor an infection or any other bad news. But I still had dark urine.
He said I should go to Arizona and be prepared to check in at a hospital if I had any bleeding issues........ nervous Nelly went to Az.
While I was there he called and said all the tests looked fine but........ I should monitor the situation.
After the 4th day, my wife asked "Remember the running around you were doing before you left and we were eating on a dead run? And What did you eat on Monday night for dinner?"
Hmmmmmmmmmmm I can barely remember! But I was on "clean out the fridge mode"
She said "I remember Monday....... You ate that entire jar of red Beets! You don't think that had anything to do with it, do you?"
So here I am calling my Dr and asking him if I may have been a little quick on the draw in calling him? He answered with an emphatic "NO! Better safe than sorry with this kind of cancer. When in doubt.......... Call me!
So, I am feeling a little foolish. But I thought I would let you know that it is better to feel foolish than "wait it out"
I am happy to have egg on my face. And I'll do it again if I have to.
Glad to be here
Goerge
