Well, it's been an interesting if useless week (last week). I spent the week feeling exhausted, feverish, short of breath, and intermittently nauseous. I ended up taking anti nausea meds for the first time. They were prescribed back in April but I didn't need them until now. I should have started taking them sooner, dry (or productive) heaves leave my stomach sore with muscle aches, which can make sleep hard.
Blood tests this week show the white count and platelets OK (one too high as usual, one too low as usual). The hemoglobin is low as it was last cycle, but the Dr on call (Dr 8(d)) is not recommending transfusion. He would prefer an injection to support production of red blood cells, but not this cycle. So I am still tired, panting if I forget something in the kitchen and have to walk back and forth. I have always hated not being able to breath.
I've also felt mentally slushy, though that's gotten better as of yesterday. It is so hard to get traction to do anything, from picking up the phone to sending an email.
I'm not looking forward to this week, with a scan on Monday and results due on Friday with the same Dr 8(d). No warm fuzzies from the phone call from the Dr, but it is the very first time any doctor in the practice - temporary or permanent - has called me personally over tasking an admin or nurse to do it. So he gets brownie points for that.
I had hoped to go to Laredo for the Laredo Birding Festival but the nausea and fever kept me home. It was fun seeing the bird lists come in but not the same as being there.
