4/27/21 - Tuesday

This was chemo day.  I nearly flunked my blood tests today.  Again.  I've been cutting it pretty dang close the past few weeks, but my grades were at least good enough to get my infusions this morning.  I was warned, however, to do my best not to let them slip any more.  Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of control over that.  I eat all the iron and protein I can stomach already.

I had to go see the triage nurse today because my doctor, and her staff, work in Jacksonville on Tuesdays.  The chemo nurses didn't like the lesions I've acquired, so they sent me down to triage.  She didn't like them, either, so she faxed my oncologist and she ordered some more tests.  She gave me an Rx for the sores on my tongue and I took some tonight.  It's gross, but it works.  I swish it, then swallow.  I do it 3 times in a row and then in another 3 hours, etc.  It has Lidocaine in it, so that's mostly what numbs my mouth.  I can do it before I eat and it won't hurt so much, but it numbs my mouth so I have to watch biting my tongue and cheeks.  Let alone the fact that I can hardly taste my food now, with this stuff,  I can't taste it at all.  Oh, well.

Triage didn't like the fact that the top of my head is now numb.  That was a new one for her.  I'm just that special, I guess.  She passed a lot of info on to the doctor, so we'll see what happens next.  I don't have an appointment with her until next Monday, as it stands.

I was doing pretty good this afternoon, but tonight I'm done for.  I had to make a stop at the dentist on my way home from chemo so he could grind down my retainer just a hair.  It was bothering my sore tongue and I couldn't wear it.  It was a very quick stop, even tho I didn't have an appointment, and I'll give it a try tonight.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall -

What the Hell happened?!?


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