ERMEGERD! 9 days until surgery!
Got a super secret private password only note from my doctor today regarding the blood test results. Apparently, I have macrocytosis. It sounds really exotic, but really, it's boring. I took some B complex and felt like myself for the first time in months. I thought the Tamoxithin was making me tired, and it probably is, but maybe it also blocks the absorption of B 12? I do know I took some sublingual liquid B, and felt like freaking Cornholio! It was amazeballs. It's water soluble (yes, I'll call my oncologist to make sure this is cooli-o) so it's like taking vitamin c. Pee it out if you don't use it! Everything has limits, but hopefully a dose or two will be approved daily. Man, I've felt like some sort of sleep-walking lame-ass until this afternoon. I even lifted weights at home! And did 100 crunches on the ball! I've done this in the recent past and have had sudden urges to break my drinking glass, and jab a shard through my eyeball just so I would have an excuse to stop working out. This B vitamin vibe is a much better option, in my opinion.
Good news - my pee test came back perfect. I have perfect pee. There are fewer things more bizarre than peeing in a cup and handing it to someone and leaving. I mean, really? I guess I'm glad to not be in the lab tech world.
I just wish my freaking wrists would stop hurting. They always gave me trouble, but this is just stupid.
My neck, too. But that might be due to my inability to get a massage for real. Luckily, hubby is well-versed in cracking my neck, so I got a little sigh of relief this evening. I can not wait to feel like a "normal person", or at least one without an overfilled balloon in my chest. So I can lay on a massage table. And get the crap pummeled out of me. How soon after surgery am I approved to do this? I'm hoping for a 30 minute window, but am anticipating it will be weeks or months. Alas, I will enjoy the neck cracking from hubby, and perhaps some back cracking (we can almost achieve that now if I position myself at an angle, but it really isn't the same).
Really, I'm not complaining. But DAMN. Fall is going to be amazing, when I'm healed, when I can hopefully pretend I'm "normal" again. 9 days. Really, 8.5... HURRY!!!
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