Update to a previous post of late.

Here is the post:
"Walking down this main boulevard, back from the doctor office, I am so cold. And, I am holding back tears, harder than the wind is holding them at bay. The doc said he is going to send me to the GI specialist. He quickly, and almost unintelligably, as most doctors speak, and write, for that matter,stated what he will have ordered, as he made notes. Among the garbled noise, I detected something straight away. I heard the dreaded word, laparoscopy. I escaped it before, on a hunch that a previous doc was wrong many years ago. I was correct. You see, he had told me and my first husband I may not be able to have kids. Well, we decided to not have the lap, and I was pregnant with Joe, a.k.a. Pookie, the very next month. But this, I may not be able to escape this. Not this time. But, maybe. I*ve been studying up on these types of things, since I swelled up again, with pains. I checked out books from the campus library, and Googled a lot. I think you have to be put TO SLEEP for that. Oh no! Let*s see, colposcopy last year.... That was easy. There is a ready made hole for that one! But, not with the laparoscopy. Oh no. Oh God. This isn*t good. *SD"

Here is the update: Thank you God, for me not having to have a laparoscopy. -Me