Mammogram -- Passed, thank you G-d.

Papbst Blue Ribbon Schmear -- Not quite normal, repeat in six months.

Dexascan -- Still unknown.

Pulmonary function tests -- Lost 20 points on lung diffusion capacity test, which sucks. Within normal limits on everything else.

One more doctor -- "Oh, that's probably related to your scleroderma. We could do surgery." Don't even ask.

Skin cancer screening -- Passed, thank you G-d.

Immuno-suppressive medication monitoring -- Basically okay and I'm not still anemic, thank you G-d.

Pulmonologist -- "Do you understand the natural course of this disease?" Yes, dammit.

Comments:

I only go to doctors who smoke and who are fatter than I am.