Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Things your Dr's don't tell you?

My friend "in need", the Doctor in his own mind, is certain that I'm headed towards two specific meltdowns. He's rarely wrong. First, I will become anemic. After losing ton's of weight, I will look like one of them fella's they found in Auschwitz. The next is the mental meltdown.

Why hasn't my doctor said anything about these side effects? Why haven't I been briefed? More than likely... I never asked. Too late to ask questions now, treatment is underway and I'm moving in slow motion towards the finish line.

Sleep continues to elude me. Wife couldn't sleep starting last night around "something O'clock" in the morning, but instead of kicking me out...she ran off.

Scabs are popping off from the scars on my legs...not as bad as it sounds, but this means there is a lot of open blood after showers. So I stay away from everyone and sterilize my bath towels when I do laundry. I think I'm at the beginning stages of the ugly end of the Licten Planus. The skin disorder seems to keep marching on...with new "bands" of sore starting down (or up) the insides of my arms. Really hoping the treatment continues to wage war against these scars..

I dread the shot on Fridays which is a good thing. It makes the weeks much shorter, sort of like the last week of a prisoner waiting to be executed. I'm almost certain the hands on the clock really start to spin when you are on that schedule. Only 10 more of these treatments to go.

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