My doctor says the symptoms sound like pancreas, but the tests from last weekend in the hospital don't reflect pancreas. He's ordered more tests for liver and pancreas and he will get the results on Monday, so we'll go from there.

Oh, no, Drew! This is awful.

UGH, I just got an email from my condo neighbors complaining about our renters.

I wasn't going to complain about the late night clunking, barking dogs, and intermittently shouted profanities that have been coming from your condo during the past week. But, after being awoken this morning at 4:45 to banging and then the inevitable visit by the Salem PD for a domestic disorder, I figured it was time to inform you about the caliber of people that are renting your condo.

This can not continue.

These people have been in there a week! However, my neighbors are also jerks. I don't know what to do! Freaking out, I guess.

Oh Nora. Sucks.

Tino is here at the playground build. Well, he cut the lumber for the picnic benches. We're having to improvise, but will hopefully prevail.

Oh, Nora. So hard. And so sucky.

Ugh ND, that's no good, I hope you get answers soon.

And Nora, that sucks. I hope things smooth out.

Eeek! Nora, can you call them and see what's up?

Tino is here at the playground build. Well, he cut the lumber for the picnic benches.

Measure once, cut twice?

That sucks, Drew.

Drew, I don't know if this is something your doctors are already considering, but when my dad had similar mysterious symptoms that didn't fit the test results, it turned out to be an intestinal adhesion (they actually took out his gall bladder because they were sure that was the problem. It was not). In any case, good luck getting it figured out and healed.

That's really rough, Nora. Maybe check with the police, find out if they have had to visit your property?

These people have been in there a week! However, my neighbors are also jerks. I don't know what to do! Freaking out, I guess.

Talk to your renters, get their side of the story, especially if the neighbors are jerks.

Oh, Drew, that really sucks. I hope the doctors find out what's wrong and fix it, quick.

Nora, I feel for you; pretty much the same thing happened to me when I had to play long-distance landlord for my house in Nashville. The tenants, who'd been recommended by a friend of mine, basically trashed the place by the time I found something was wrong. You're lucky, I think, to have neighbors letting you know there's a problem before it gets too bad. Get the tenants' side of the story, of course, but be aware that they may not admit they're doing anything they shouldn't be. You can also contact the PD and try and find out how many times they've gone over there and what they've found (if they'll tell you). Good luck.