After three months of tests, today being the final test...all came back with positive results! Sometime in February, when my stress level reached the cosmic sky, and was a frequent visitor of the facility my mother was in rehab for, the culmination of those two apparently were a deaday combination. No antibiotics would make it go away...so off to the specialists. So a lot of below the belly button test were done, 'nuf said!
Could have easily fell off the wagon with worries and concerns...wouldn't have helped, and proud to stay strong. For those who were in the loop...thank you enormously for your positive thoughts and prayers.