Being a lazy spaz, I don't always feel like posting here. But when there is news I feel obliged to inform my adoring public of whats what. I had to make an unscheduled visit to the doctor a few weeks ago. The whole weekend I was feeling...off. Things were just not right, and I couldn't put my finger on it. If you get sick as often as I did/do you get to know the signs of when it is coming, the same could probably be said for anyone who is very in tune with their body. There were enough things different, combined with not sleeping well for a week straight, that I wanted to get checked out.
The doctor did a chest X-ray and found nothing. Everything else looked okay, so they said to just do a stress dose (take double what I normally do) my steroids for a few days and report back to them if things didn't get better. I'm feeling better now, mostly, so it was worth the worry. Better than ignoring things and letting them get worse.
Lucky for me the next day I was able to forget all about it due to removing most of the skin from my leg getting into a car. Seriously I wish I was kidding here, there was what looked like a stripe of bacon hanging from the edge of the dash when I did it. I showed it to the nurses in the Bone Marrow clinic a few days later; they had the doctor come look at it and sent to to the wound clinic in the main building. It was just that nasty. Though I shouldn't complain, I mean really, it only hurts when I walk..
I have been on the transplant list for about a year now. Its hard to say that and not throw up in my mouth just a little bit. I have kept myself stable for the most part, and kept myself occupied (lots of fake profiles on dating websites), but I am ready for this shit to get under way already. You can only do so much of the same thing, and I am running up on the limit. Measuring out happiness and fulfillment in coffee spoons in not a way I want to spend the rest of my life. Until this transplant gets done I can't travel, go to school, volunteer, or socialize on any but the most surface on levels.
Every aspect of my life is effected or controlled by a single force beyond my influence. That sucks fat donkey sack, fat donkey sack after a long trail ride.Thus endth the belly achin for today.
