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“Secondary malignant neoplasm”?!

“Metastacized lesion”?!

Let’s see what MD Anderson has to say about that one. And take it one time at a day.

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24 November 2019 at 4:22 am

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A Fine Specimen

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Finally establishing a new primary physician. Since I’ll expect to outlive this doc’s eventual retirement, he won’t be my last. But we’re probably down to one hand on remainders, not counting any ad hoc physicians pulled in for any further shenanigans.

My physical exam this morning went fine. Good blood pressure, compliments on my weight and on getting more exercise and on drinking more water. The cyst on my back is not a concern at this point. My next colonoscopy can wait a few more years. No signs of any prostate problems.

Prescriptions moved to the pharmacy around the corner. Caremark and our USPS finally convinced me they can’t be trusted with crucial health concerns.

Blood work, a flu shot and a shingles shot later, I’m off and running again, soon enough to make it comfortably to an actuaries’ conference call for my workday.

And of course, since those shots and bloodwork left me “broken,” bringing home two poetry books to comfort me my wounds.

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1 October 2014 at 5:36 pm

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Clonidine Patch — 20 Jul 2014

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Clonidine Patch 20 Jul 2014Yeah, I know, I haven’t been keeping up with my clonidine patch as I ought. That, and I need to get around to setting up an appointment for a full physical, in part to get the clonidine and all my other med prescriptions (other than the depakote, which comes via another doc) back up to date.

For this week, I’m giving my clonidine patch cover a simple little sketch of music notes, with no particular tune in mind, just hummin’ along. La la-la laaaa, I la-la-like clonidine.

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20 July 2014 at 2:58 pm

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Searchin’ Seizure

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Added to my collection of recent medical ID bracelets this morning. Seems to hit me about once every decade or so – first most dramatically and heavily in 1991, then around 2001-2002, now about a decade after that second one: this morning, my third major seizure.

Major, but nowhere near as disruptive as my first two seizures were. By the time I was being carried from my home, I was arguing with the emergency personnel that I was ok to stay. And with the incident occurring just before 4:30am, I was discharged from ER around 10am, even though they’d taken enough time to do a CAT scan, a chest (?) xray, an EKG, test a urine sample, and go through whatever other procedures they would have needed to muddle through. Curiously, no EEG, although one nurse told me the CAT scan would have given them what they needed to know. (I already knew. I know what I’m doing.)

Favorite hospital experience of the incident: when a certain nurse from the second floor happened to have come down to the first floor to look in on several of his own patients, but stopped up short on passing by the door to the ER room where I was, then came in to chat for a few minutes — the main nurse involved in the CPR that brought me back 8 times last autumn.

Favorite overall moment of the whole morning: talking with Suzi. Although I know I alternated poorly between losing focus (after-effects of the seizure) and motor-mouth (from how great the past day has been), I myself finally felt settled about expressing the “why” behind the choice I made to come back last autumn.

And a special thank you to Jenny, who accompanied Suzi to ER during today’s early morning hours. Although she had a full day of rough work ahead of her, and although she’s had about enough of my “shenanigans,” she’s been a good friend throughout, and it was good to see her smile when I saw her in ER.

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24 March 2012 at 8:03 pm

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Off Clonidine

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At my most recent doctor’s appointment this past week, I was advised to phase off clonidine in favor of lisinopril, which is said to be better relative to a very minor heart abnormality they found on my stress test.

My BP has bumped around a little getting used to the switch, but does seem to be settling back down to what have generally been typical figures for me.

Both the lisinopril and the amlodipine – which they started me on about a month or so ago – cause dizziness. Which for me has meant brief bouts of near narcolepsy, when the dizziness has been abrupt enough to drop me straight over a cliff, if only for a few seconds. But which does seem to have been tapering off.

(Oh, and yes I do have that dry cough they told me the lisinopril might bring along for the ride.)

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1 July 2009 at 8:25 am

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Aging Neck Muscle

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Somehow I have managed to pull a muscle in my neck. Right side, running from just below the ear all the way down to my shoulder bone. The Trapezius muscle, I think.

Turning in bed to find out that the morning alarm was still some four hours off, probably. So that I couldn’t just lie in bed waiting for it before going to the bathroom. Twice in fifteen minutes, both with heavy bowel movements. Which may have been what woke me. From a very sound and restful sleep. Which had begun overtaking me even before the Powerpuff Girls saved the world.

Kelly says there’s a nerve in there that might be part of my problem this morning. Made it difficult to get comfortable for sleep after my mid-morning bathroom breaks. Being on the side it is, hurt trying to shave right-handed, but I don’t shave too well with the other hand. Felt good getting hot water on it in the shower, but I decided pretty quickly that I wouldn’t do so well commuting into the office today as originally planned.

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11 June 2009 at 6:32 am

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Stroke Bait

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Stress, ain’t it a bitch! Got me feeling funny enough early yesterday afternoon to check my bp, which actually turned out to be rather lower than it felt. But did keep climbing despite extra medication. And today, has still been a struggle.

Doc is upping my new meds. Now, if we can just figure out how to reduce the stress.

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27 May 2009 at 6:08 pm

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Tess Strested

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Had myself stress tested today. Just about froze both shoulders back up solid holding a stretch intolerably long for the pix of my heart. Got injected with Technetium Tc99m Tetrofosmin while on the treadmill exercising my poor lungs to their short-range pneumonia-struck limit. Sat around a lot waiting to see if I’d have an allergic reaction to the injection. Tried to relax, tried to look unstressed.

There were half a dozen local banks in line in front of me. They got their federal bail-out TARP money before they could hold out their hands from stuffing bonus checks into their pockets. As if those bankers even had hearts to snap pix of, duh.

All I got was a bandage where they stuck the needle in.

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20 May 2009 at 3:10 pm

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Pneumonia Mania

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Eh, I had to get in to see my doctor anyway. I hadn’t been sleeping well for the better part of April, and my blood pressure had been giving me diastolic numbers as high as the mid-120s. Took a hacking cough to send me on in.

For most of the appointment, my doc seemed more interested in the blood pressure than in the cough. But did order up a chest x-ray, along with various other tests (including an echocardiogram). Then called back to inform me I had pneumonia. Gave me a prescription for Levaquin. Ordered me to rest.

That hacking cough. Chest pain. Seriously short of breath. Aching joints. Vertigo. Fatigue. And even beyond the fatigue, absolutely zero energy.

So I took sick leave last Thursday and Friday, together with today. Probably will take tomorrow off too, and I left a voice mail with Bill R that I’d be unable to meet him at Bush Intercontinental tomorrow afternoon as he passes through town. I do have a major meeting in the office this Wednesday and Thursday, with attendees coming in from both ends of the country, but will likely attend no more than 2 hours each day, and will skip Thursday altogether if Wednesday proves to be too exhausting.

But with Amlodipine added to my bp meds, I haven’t had so much as a shred of a headache for the past week. Besides, at least I’m not oinking.

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11 May 2009 at 6:34 pm

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Sick Leave

I sound like a frog. My chest feels like a bog. My head’s in a fog. And I don’t much care to even use the time off to turn that into my occasional limerick.

So just drop my sick leave bank balance down to two and a half weeks, and wake me up after this day has done its business on everyone else.

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23 January 2009 at 7:15 am

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So What’s the Delay?

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I’m within eyesight of the medical office building with about 15 minutes until today’s doc appointment. But what’s this red flag about, and is it going to make me late?

Except the real delay can be inferred from the direction I’m looking: north up Beamer, instead of south. That’s right: I’d thought my appointment was down at my doc’s Webster office. Got there to find an open but very empty office, where one of the only two staffers on hand pointed me back up to my own backyard, where I could have walked to my appointment in the time it took me to drive down to Webster and back. But at least I left myself that much time, so am not yet late here at this roadwork stop.

Which will turn out to hold me up for only a minute more. So that I will arrive at my doc’s local office about 5 minutes before they finish their lunch break. Whereupon they rush me through filling out a simple form on my current meds (info for which I need to touch base with Susan about – I suppose one of these days I ought to learn that for myself), then take my doc’s first afternoon time slot for a very brief spike follow-up consultation. Now there’s something unusual: taking longer to get to the doc’s office than I spend actually in the doc’s office!

As for the spike: everything basically fine, both sides. Leaving me good to go for at least a year, perhaps five. As long as I point myself the right way.

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8 December 2008 at 12:44 pm

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Spiked

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they was inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no part untouched.

Alice’s Restaurant, Arlo

This morning I survived what my doc called a “spike”: an endoscopy peeking down one end; a colonoscopy peeking up the other. Conclusion: nothing much to worry about.

Except for failing to drink more than half as much water as they instructed me to do, yesterday’s preparations weren’t quite as bad as had been forewarned. Maybe it helps that I prefer feeling that empty and cleared out. Perhaps I could practice getting prepared on a weekly basis, to make it even easier on me next time I need to get spiked.

I considered swallowing a penny or some other knickknack to give them something fun to stare at. But since I have trouble enough swallowing the smallest of pills, that scheme had to remain just a pleasant fantasy. Did get away with following the instructions to the letter, though, thereby giving me a free pass from having to swallow this morning’s BP meds.

Although I surely wouldn’t want to go through a spike without getting knocked out, I still don’t like what general anesthesia does to me. During petit mal seizures – heck, even during a grand mal seizure – I can sense that I had some form of consciousness during the event, like knowing upon waking that I dreamt during my sleep. In contrast, anesthesia always feels like nothing but a big hole. Empty. I don’t like how it feels, and it always feels difficult pulling myself back up.

That said, I recall nothing between when the nurse tapped at the IV in my hand, telling me it would sting a little at first when the anesthetic started flowing (I went out like a light without feeling that sting) and some foggy, vage awareness that I was back in my own bed back at the house. Susan, graciously serving as my designated driver, would have to fill in the record about the circus I apparently threw after they finished spiking me.

And of course they took snapshots. I look cute inside, if I do say so myself.

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17 November 2008 at 12:00 pm

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Double Trouble

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Seriously, I am more relaxed now than I was a year ago, thanks to the job change. But as I’ve found at various times throughout that year, I guess that doesn’t mean I won’t continue to see BP problems. So I suppose it’s time once again to go with my doctor’s advice to double up on my clonidine whenever it gets like this. And maybe this time keep on the double dose after it comes back down. Briefly seemed last autumn like I might be able to reduce my meds to a lower maintenance level, but apparently not so. At least doubling up on the clonidine does bring it back down for me. A year ago, the numbers would get like this too often even when I would be maxing out on my meds.

(But what’s the story with that pulse? I never see numbers like that unless I’m exercising.)

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21 July 2008 at 4:38 pm

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The Way I’d Been

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“If you are chilly,
here take my sweater.
Your head is aching,
I’ll make it better.”

Pretty much the entire past week since last Saturday morning that song’s been constantly running through my mind.

Early on in that stretch, I woke in the solitude of my darkened bedroom at some nondescript hour of the morning of who knows what day or what country or who I was meant to be, when a slight move of my hand startled me with the touch of someone sneaking up upon me. I quickly grabbed the suspect hand by its wrist, then with my other hand tried to reach my cell phone to call for help, only to find that my predator had my other hand tightly held. I tried to call out, but found that my stupor and fear had combined to rob me of any voice, so only a little wheezing rasp escaped. So I tried to roll out of my predicament, whereupon I rolled onto where one of my hands was desperately holding onto the wrist of the other.

That’s about how sick I was.

And yes, during numerous stretches I did beg to just be released from any responsibility for continuing to hang around at all.

It’s behind me now. This weekend, I’ll catch up a bit on the events of the past week, then get back to my normal pace of bumping around here.

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2 May 2008 at 2:51 pm

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Much Better

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much betterA bit of improvement in my BP readings. Still not as far as we want to see, and my diastolic will need to stop popping into triple digits whenever it pleases. But this is a whole lot better than I’d been seeing for days.

Somersaults apparently do me good (especially on top of the extra doses of clonidine).

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20 April 2008 at 9:32 pm

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Lying Numbers

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BP Stress Factor: Someone deliberately telling malicious lies about those who love and care for her, to avoid taking responsibility for her own decisions and behavior and to try to perpetuate her addiction at the cost of others.

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17 April 2008 at 8:41 pm

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Must Not Be Mine

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must not be mineDamn, not as high as last time I came here to the dentist – three months ago, my BP reading was too high for them to feel comfortable going into my mouth with those nasty torture devices they work with here. This time, I doubled up on my meds this morning like my doc told me to when my numbers inch up too much, so I guess I don’t get me a get-out-of-dentist-free card today.

But wait a minute, them’s can’t be my numbers anyway. My cell phone and camera both say it’s 3:29pm, one minute before I’m scheduled to be here (as opposed to the dentist incorrectly thinking me late, supposedly due to be here half an hour ago). Click on this image as you would for any aftermath graphics you want the larger image for, and you’ll see that their equipment has this reading as being taken at 8:21am. Must be numbers left over from one of their morning patients.

Numbers will do that if you don’t watch them closely, you know: become leftovers.

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19 March 2008 at 3:29 pm

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