6/11/22

It's Saturday.  I've been drinking and taking pain meds, so this is a perfect time to update my blog.  My gout is not gone.  It's been 2-1/2 weeks and I'm distressed.  It's better, but that may be because of the alcohol and pain meds tonight.  Who knows?  The instructions that came with this Rx say: "This prescription is used to prevent gout flare ups in adults".  The very next line says: " It is not known if this prescription is safe and effective for the treatment of gout."  What the heck? 

I know today it wasn't better, because I've been packing the RV in substantial pain.  Hence, the alcohol and pain meds tonight.....  We'll see about tomorrow.  I have loaded very little food and we're supposed to leave at noon tomorrow.  Yeah, right.  David has been getting the boat ready, mowing the lawn, etc., so I've been doing it alone.  We won't have internet, so ya'll are gonna miss me till next weekend.

After we get back, I'll go to my oncologist for an exam and start the new chemo pill at 1/2 dose.  I think.  I'll keep you informed.  The pulmonologist wants to see me at the end of the month for a CT scan of my chest.  Good grief.  I don't want to have another one, but I'll do what they want.  I always do what they want.  One of these days, I'm just gonna say 'no'.  You just watch.  Some days I get so very tired of all this, and then I remember what I went through last year, and I can't imagine I did all that just to quit now.  I'm not quitting yet.  Stay the course.  Keep up the good work.  Don't play with fire.  Well, that didn't really apply, did it?  Ask me if I care.......

The IV I got for my last MRI was easy in, easy out.  However, I bled like a stuck pig afterwards.  I resorted to holding a paper towel over the site and applied pressure to get it to stop.  And that was 1/2 hour after it was over!  I can't wait to  have another...

We've laid planks in the entire den, painted the hallway, installed some ceiling fans and lights, and are now leaving the house in an uproarious mess to go camping for a week.  It's great.  It'll be here when we get home.  That's a gimme.  My hips are better, so that's a wonderful thing, so perhaps tomorrow will be a glorious day.  I'm packing coconut rum, just to be safe.

There was a tragic accident near here yesterday and I tried to find it in the local newspaper this morning, but I reckon it happened too late to make press time.  A man fell 12 floors from a building in Tyler.  The police confirmed he was not a bouncer.  Perhaps it'll be in tomorrow's paper.....

Our gas prices are astronomical and it hurts to fill up my tank.  Good heavens.  I feel so sorry for people on fixed incomes.  How do they do it?  For the first time in history, you can simply post "he's an idiot", and 90% of the world know who you're talking about.....

Ok, I'm done.  Goodbye for a week.


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