7/17/21

Today is Saturday.  I've calmed down a bit today, but am still going to call the therapy office on Monday.  No, I don't need anger management.  People just need to stop pissing me off.  

Tomorrow would have been my mom's 99th birthday and we will be traveling to Houston to spend the next 7 weeks.  Well, I will.  David won't be there the whole time.  We cleaned the RV and packed all dang day.  Plum wore me out.  I have to keep sitting down and resting, so it makes for pretty slow going.  Will finish packing tomorrow and head out mid-afternoon, I reckon.

I have some good news today.  My nose is no longer bleeding and my fingernails are growing out.  I can see the healthy nail coming in behind the yellow, cracking, icky nails.  My hair is growing, but not evenly.  I have patches of thicker hair and then a bald spot.  It's totally white - no gray at all.  The sore on my tongue is nearly gone.

The bad news is:  the diverticulitis is back in full force and the gout in my foot has returned.

I will take a nice, long, hot bath tonight.  It will be my last one for a very long time.  There is no tub in the RV and once I'm tattooed for radiation, baths are a no-no.  No swimming, either.  No hot tubs.

I was told to expect to lose my teeth, too.  Did I mention that?  Probably not.  I was trying to block it out.  Perhaps my teeth are too stubborn to succumb to radiation.  We shall see.  

To me, "Drink Responsibly", means don't spill it.

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