Not a whole lot to report-which for me is a grand thing!! Im learning a lot about my limits and what I can and cant handle. I have had to learn that just because im feeling better doesnt mean that I can go at it full force like nothing happened, or I will dearly pay for it. Take last night for example. I did laundry, I hung itup, I cleaned and picked up and did homework and helped make dinner-you know, all the things I usually do as a mom and housewife. Right after dinner was in the oven, I started feeling that good ol nausous feeling that has become such a dear friend of mine. I all of a sudden couldnt stand. I went and layed down thinking it would go away-not so lucky. I was so frusterated because I had some serious plans last night. First was an enrichment activity and then I was meeting some friends at Nelsons and you dont bail out on Nelsons. I started having some major stomach pain and i felt that I could throw up at any minute-I think I had overdone it. At least I know now what puts me over the edge and I need to just take more time to rest. Its hard to re-program your mind into thinking its ok to rest during the day-there is a lot that I have to re-program. Im a work in progress.
On Monday night, I went to the ER because I felt like I was being choked. Man, that "cancer card' is nice when it comes to having to wait a long time to be seen. They took me right back and it was actually a quick visit where Emergency rooms are concerned. It turns out I was just dehydrated. I had low blood pressure and my esphogus was irritated. Strange side effects these poisions have. After an IV, some anti-nausea medicine and some nasty tasting sick juice, I left feeling soooo much better. Its amazing what liquid does to your body. I guess I need to drink more. whoops
Today I waited for 45 minutes to get some blood drawn and after that, i couldnt wait anymore because I had another appointment. I had even made an appointment so I wouldnt have to wait-they forgot about me amongst the hundreds that were waiting to be seen-so I said I would come back after my scan. I then went in for my MUGA scan. I have been having some heart flutters, so this was a scan that I couldnt put off. I went and just paid cash for it. I know it will be worth it to have some piece of mind that my heart is tip top. I will sort it out with the insurance later. I guess im still a little dehydrated because they could not find a vein to draw any blood from. They poked me like 4 times before they found one in my wrist. I can only use my right arm and it is pretty much used up. For this scan, they take blood and then mix it with some radio active stuff and let it mix for like 40 minutes, then they inject it right back in and take pictures of my heart to make sure its working properly. I should get the results in a couple days. After that I headed back to the lab to get more blood taken. They took me right back-thank goodness or I might have made a scene. They couldnt find a vein either. They poked and wiggled and holy crap it hurt. She finally used the same vein they had used earlier. Did you know that if you poke the same vein over and over again, it BURNS. It took a lot to not scream at her. Its not her fault. But no more pokes until next week-its time for my arm to have a break.
Thats all for today!!