Thanks all. I am feeling the love. Indeed I take all the love and then some. Like Bozack's carpet, I will simply absorb it all.
We did all the tests yesterday, including the unpleasantness of being in stirrups and 7 vials of blood (on top of the other tests done earlier this week, and last week). My vein actually collapsed on the first vile, and the lab guy was pleased that I was not the nervous/queasy type as I pumped my fist maniacally to get the blood flowing in little surges into the vials. It was intense. I peed into a cup and was embarrassed to give my warm cup o' pee over to said lab guy. Also, as I was then sent to get X-rays after that, I was sitting in the empty waiting room and in walked a mustachioed man, and though he had major handle bars not curly-ques, I still took it as a sign and thought of Paul and y'all/ya'll and your kindness for a moment.
It's going to be a week of tense waiting - the results will be in on Friday.