Rob clarified the situation with my hands a little. While the first lupus test and the second, more refined test were positive, he is not 100% sure I have lupus, although I definitely have an auto-immune disease. He is going to call the specialist in Richmond tomorrow and if he can’t get him he is going to call the one recommended at Duke. I really want to know what is going on but I probably won’t know for several weeks.
I practiced, did yoga and weights, got the tractor out to even out the ruts in the dirt road, and then took a hike down to the pasture, stopping at my favorite white pine to thank it for another hike and to ask it for help so I can stay for several years in the hollow.
I then went into town and helped Noah move some furniture around in his room—which he really appreciated—and then took a long hike with Rob.
I got Kelly’s letter last night and I was amazed by it, and by the strength and courage she had through her terrible experience.