Today the Big News still holds--I am waiting for my rash to ramp down so my white blood cells can report for duty elsewhere. Alas, there's a relatively new rash on my arms, so I don't know how that is going to muddy matters. The good news is that they've been giving me something to keep the itching from driving me that last few meters to crazy, so I'm hoping it will all resolve ere long. We shall see.
There was one truly revolting news development today, though--yours truly had another one of her epic nosebleeds. At least it was only for a few hours, and an ear/nose/throat specialist came to my rescue fairly quickly. I will be a mouth breather for a while, but at least I'm able to do something but hold an ice pack-gauze combo to my nose. It's all about Progress here, people, even really, really small versions of it.
Methinks today's excitement also inspired another round of platelets as well as two units of blood. Right now, I'm also getting some extra phosphorus. Good to know I'm all set there....
Anyway, today's member of the Sweet Pea Patrol is Karen, who came bearing chocolate chip cookies baked by Sky. She also went to Whole Foods and picked up some food I could eat with a recently-packed schnoz (tapioca pudding and peanut butter and crackers), which kept the hunger gremlins at bay. Also owe Shwea's Aunt Mary a big Thank You for for getting our Bombshell her latest shots so she could also get her license. Happy day, Shwea's legit!
Now I'm watching "American Idol," which is something our gal Linder got me hooked on many moons ago, bless her heart.
W/love from the 21st floor, A
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
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3 comments:
Annie, I just can't believe all that you're going through ... whoever coined the phrase "Life ain't fair" should either be applauded or beaten to death with a stick!
Carol
Dear Ann,
We are with you in spirit every day, and thinking of you all the time. I'm so sorry to hear of the darned nose bleeds and rashes. As if you don't have enough to contend with!
We do keep that flame burning for you.
I'll be calling soon.
love, Sita
Meters? It's that far?!?
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