No transfusion today. Tomorrow, probably.
The current chemo package is not working.
The thing on my chin is larger. They are considering radiation treatments.
I am down too many white cells to get any chemo right now.
My red cells -- the tumors kil red cell production from the marrow. So does chemo. So my numbers are as if I were three pints down.
Comp still down at home, too. Part ordered and on the way.
My computer is dow. We've ordered a part. It will be in, next week.
Monday I am going into the hospital for an overnight stay. I am low on blood and they are going to pump me up. This is not an emergency or they would have me in sooner.
I'll see you when I get back.
I knew I had told them! I have a piece of paper I have to turn over to someone that specifically mentions the dye allergy. So they are the ones that dropped the ball. Of course, gloating will not make the de-schedule not happen. But I'm happy that I am not the cause of the problem. I did that too much with other stuff -- I don't need to get back into it.
Apparently the word did not get to the doctor that I have a reaction to the iodine based contrast for the CAT scans, and no one pre-medicated me. So I have to reschedule (next Wednesday, I think -- I'll chsck later), and takes some pills first.
Grumble, grumble, grumble...
Too hot, too tired, too annoyed.
I have been reluctant to mention it, but I had to go without chemo for a while until my insurances settled themselves out. So Friday morning I got back into chemo, different hospital, stil just as boring. This hospital serves lunch. Let's see -- I ate the filling on the piece of pumpkin pie, leaving most of the crust, I ate the ham sandwich, dunking it in the turkey soup broth, I chased the turkey and some of the veggies in the soup, leaving the noodles, and I ate part of the small bag of potato chips.
They want cancer patients to eat. For the first time in my life, I was handed a booklet on how to add calories to my food.
I got the burn, a bit more than the last time, no surprise.
CAT scan mid-May, and we will see where the lumps have gotten to.
April 12, 1961 -- Gagarin
April 11, 1970 -- Apollo 13
April 12, 1981 -- Columbia
Gagarin and Columbia came down the same days they went up. Apollo 13 took a bit longer.
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions
I would rather entreat thy company
(Two Gentlemen of Verona)
The next closest book is an Atlas. Then we have a Latin dictionary.