I had my post-thyroid ultrasound on Monday morning, ridiculously early for a day off from work. Today, the message from Dr. O's office was waiting when I got home from school: Your ultrasound results are in. The doctor would like to see you.
This is the part where I spin my wheels trying to remember what I saw and to figure out what it means. I saw a highly vascularized blob of something, but that could have been my carotid or jugular for all I know. Dr. O could just want to see me to make sure the problems I was having in the late fall, mostly due to flaring gastroparesis, have resolved.
I like the sound of that much better than any other reason to be of interest to the doctor.