I am sick. I don't know if I caught a cold somehow, or if I've got the beginnings of a sinus infection, but I can't breathe through my nose and my throat is sore from post nasal drip. Of course, not being able to breathe through my nose means I can't use my CPAP when I sleep, nor my O2. I hate having blocked sinuses. I don't have a fever though, so that's a good sign.
We had a virtual ticket to BlizzCon for this weekend. Watching was a double-edged sword. There was so much information about what's coming in the future, including Diablo III, and the new World of Warcraft expansion, Mists of Pandaria. I'm happily anticipating being able to play both, and yet I have to wonder if I will still be able to play by the time they go into production. I'm thinking that if this current chemo regimen continues to have good results, then I should be able to partake of both DIII and the new WoW expansion.
Back to the "I am sick" part; I'm hitting my hookah even as I type. This whatever has already started to impact my lungs. But I will keep an eye on it and call my pulmo if things take a bad turn. I do have Levaquin and Prednisone here on hand if I need it. Hate them both, though.
On a happy note, I have decided to get my sisters Kindle Fires for Winter Solstice. No worries about spilling the beans as they already know what they are getting. At least Jane and Nancy, that is. Cathy is getting completely different stuff, and Wendy and Dean; well the jury is still out on them. :)
Now, I think I'm going to play a little bit of World of Warcraft, then get to bed early. I'm feeling so puny and weak. It IS chemo week, so that's not surprising.
Love, hugs and kisses to all!
Showing posts with label Levaquin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Levaquin. Show all posts
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
More Rain Coming
Hmm, well, can't say this desert doesn't need it. And my plants love it, but Jane and Nancy are supposed to work the race this weekend, so I sure hope it doesn't move the race to Monday. Don't ask me WHAT race. I don't follow that stuff, but it's NASCAR, and it's in Phoenix. That's all I know. :D
Slowly, my head is clearing up, and tomorrow is my last day of Levaquin, although the Prednisone goes on for another week. I really want to be well for my Herceptin treatment. I don't want to screw up that schedule as that drug is the only thing keeping me here on earth. Well, the love of all you good folks goes a long way for that as well. :)
As a gamer geek, I am happy as a clam that on March 8th, Dragon Age II is being released. What a fun game! You must make choices with how you deal with various situations, and your choices directly impact the outcome of your life. The first Dragon Age: Origins, had some fun character interaction and I'm looking forward to the same from the latest iteration.
I was so tempted to buy Rift, a new MMO (Massively Multi-player Online), but I have resisted. Like I need any more play time-sinks in my life. It sounds good though, but then so did Aion, and that sucked a major weenie. Aion had one thing going for it; it was pretty. But it had horrendous grind, and forced PvP (player vs player). Not my cup of tea. I just want to be left alone to kill things and take their stuff. ;)
Well, considering my lack of sleep of late, I think I'll head to bed. Love to all, keep warm and dry and give out some hugs tomorrow.
Slowly, my head is clearing up, and tomorrow is my last day of Levaquin, although the Prednisone goes on for another week. I really want to be well for my Herceptin treatment. I don't want to screw up that schedule as that drug is the only thing keeping me here on earth. Well, the love of all you good folks goes a long way for that as well. :)
As a gamer geek, I am happy as a clam that on March 8th, Dragon Age II is being released. What a fun game! You must make choices with how you deal with various situations, and your choices directly impact the outcome of your life. The first Dragon Age: Origins, had some fun character interaction and I'm looking forward to the same from the latest iteration.
I was so tempted to buy Rift, a new MMO (Massively Multi-player Online), but I have resisted. Like I need any more play time-sinks in my life. It sounds good though, but then so did Aion, and that sucked a major weenie. Aion had one thing going for it; it was pretty. But it had horrendous grind, and forced PvP (player vs player). Not my cup of tea. I just want to be left alone to kill things and take their stuff. ;)
Well, considering my lack of sleep of late, I think I'll head to bed. Love to all, keep warm and dry and give out some hugs tomorrow.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Really, Weather, Make up your MIND!
No wonder half the country is sick; freezing one day, hotter than snake snot the next day, then back to freezing. I blame aliens. Ok, not really. But still...
Had a pretty good night's sleep last night. Almost breathing through my nose again, which is pretty important if you use a C-PAP and oxygen while you sleep. Now to finish up these Levaquin before something happens to my tendons. But remember, I am... "strong like bull."
Well, it wasn't the most exciting weekend on earth. I coughed, blew my nose, played some World of Warcraft, coughed, inhaled copious amounts of albuterol, coughed, listened to some film scores, and generally coughed a lot.
It's so weird, I haven't had a bout of bronchitis in probably ten or more years. I'd forgotten how debilitating it can be. I remember when I first moved out here to Arizona, and I was having problems. The doctor sat me down and made me breathe in some strange misty stuff, and ... I could breathe again! He said I had asthma. Whoa, ok. I'm like 28, and they are just now getting around to telling me I have asthma. No wonder the nuns thought I had TB.
So, I got used to seeing a pulmonologist when my asthma would flare, and I'd get the damned prednisone, get a shot of decradron at times, and I'd be OK. But one day, even after I got my shot, I ended up in the ER. That's when I found out about the joy of 'blood gasses!' Ooh, yeah, arterial blood draw. Another discovery was that once I was shot up with epinephrine, I could NOT shut up. ;)
Then I realized I'd been in that ER for quite a while, so I asked the doc how soon I could go home. She said, "in about a week; we're getting you a room." Ack! What? You don't have to be in a hospital for asthma! But, yes, you do when it's status asthmaticus. And yes, I was in for a week, but I learned something very important. You can't NOT learn how to manage health problems and not expect to have major problems. I almost died that week, and I never, EVER took my lung function for granted again.
Oh yes, and this was when I first learned that really large doses of Prednisone would make you want to chow down on even the respiratory therapist that is beginning to look like a standing rib roast.
So, the moral of this story is, just don't take your health for granted. GO get your check up. Yes, you men, too! I know you don't. But do it, for all the people you love and that love you.
Peace out. :D
Had a pretty good night's sleep last night. Almost breathing through my nose again, which is pretty important if you use a C-PAP and oxygen while you sleep. Now to finish up these Levaquin before something happens to my tendons. But remember, I am... "strong like bull."
Well, it wasn't the most exciting weekend on earth. I coughed, blew my nose, played some World of Warcraft, coughed, inhaled copious amounts of albuterol, coughed, listened to some film scores, and generally coughed a lot.
It's so weird, I haven't had a bout of bronchitis in probably ten or more years. I'd forgotten how debilitating it can be. I remember when I first moved out here to Arizona, and I was having problems. The doctor sat me down and made me breathe in some strange misty stuff, and ... I could breathe again! He said I had asthma. Whoa, ok. I'm like 28, and they are just now getting around to telling me I have asthma. No wonder the nuns thought I had TB.
So, I got used to seeing a pulmonologist when my asthma would flare, and I'd get the damned prednisone, get a shot of decradron at times, and I'd be OK. But one day, even after I got my shot, I ended up in the ER. That's when I found out about the joy of 'blood gasses!' Ooh, yeah, arterial blood draw. Another discovery was that once I was shot up with epinephrine, I could NOT shut up. ;)
Then I realized I'd been in that ER for quite a while, so I asked the doc how soon I could go home. She said, "in about a week; we're getting you a room." Ack! What? You don't have to be in a hospital for asthma! But, yes, you do when it's status asthmaticus. And yes, I was in for a week, but I learned something very important. You can't NOT learn how to manage health problems and not expect to have major problems. I almost died that week, and I never, EVER took my lung function for granted again.
Oh yes, and this was when I first learned that really large doses of Prednisone would make you want to chow down on even the respiratory therapist that is beginning to look like a standing rib roast.
So, the moral of this story is, just don't take your health for granted. GO get your check up. Yes, you men, too! I know you don't. But do it, for all the people you love and that love you.
Peace out. :D
Friday, February 18, 2011
Mmmm, Prednisone!
Fay, my friend, the prednisone is definitely kicking in! I ate a chicken and jalapeno sausage and steamed asparagus for dinner. And now, .... I WANT CHOCOLATE! It's a dangerous combination, insomnia and the appetite from hell. Did I mention how much I want some chocolate? Gads. :)
I simply cannot tolerate the two Levaquin in one dose, so I'm separating them by 12 hours. I hope I'm not screwing anything up, but they were making me really feel nasty. But I do believe my sinus thing is starting to clear up, so hopefully, I can get all the goop out of my lungs soon. Also, I'm drinking tons of my favorite herbal water, which has to be helping. I am coughing so much, and trying my best.
Wouldn't you think that after all the coughing I've done in my life, I would have the most toughened set of coughing muscles? Yet today, they hurt like crazy. But, yeah, I'll keep coughing.
Ok, can't take it anymore... I'm going to go scrounge around for some chocolate ANYTHING!
Live long and prosper!
I simply cannot tolerate the two Levaquin in one dose, so I'm separating them by 12 hours. I hope I'm not screwing anything up, but they were making me really feel nasty. But I do believe my sinus thing is starting to clear up, so hopefully, I can get all the goop out of my lungs soon. Also, I'm drinking tons of my favorite herbal water, which has to be helping. I am coughing so much, and trying my best.
Wouldn't you think that after all the coughing I've done in my life, I would have the most toughened set of coughing muscles? Yet today, they hurt like crazy. But, yeah, I'll keep coughing.
Ok, can't take it anymore... I'm going to go scrounge around for some chocolate ANYTHING!
Live long and prosper!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Big Pills
So, these Levaquin are big. I looked at them and wondered with a bit of trepidation if they would actually get past my tumor, and make it into my stomach. Luckily, all went well. Phew! And despite the prednisone, I've had no appetite today. In fact, I lost another five pounds. Poor Jane is turning into a frazzled wreck trying to get me to eat. I did have a hamburger, almost all of it. Whole wheat bun, cowboy burger from Sprouts and a piece of pepper jack cheese. It was good!
I never was one to embellish my burgers or hot dogs. Oh I know, hot dogs are evil, processed, and mostly worthless meat product, filled with ... fillers... and fats and gods know what else. Thus, I rarely eat them, but when I do, I want the dog and a bun. Minimalist.
Now, if I can sleep tonight, I know I'll feel better, especially mentally. Let me tell you, even before this esophageal cancer came along, any time I would get a respiratory infection or the like, I would get scared that it would turn to pneumonia and with my crappy lungs, that would be the end. So, imagine if you will the stress of not being able to breathe well, worrying about huge pills, prednisone, cancer and the fear of pneumonia. I think I was even stressing out my dogs. :D
Yet, it's another day, and I have to remember that I do better when I live in the moment. Stop anticipating the worst, Tequila, and appreciate all the awesome gifts of the NOW. Yep, just have to remind myself of that now and again, and it sets me back on track. Yes, this illness is a setback, and has the possibility of reducing my lung function a bit more, but today, I am listening to John Williams' score to "Memoirs of a Geisha," playing a little World of Warcraft, and I had most of a hamburger. That's pretty darned good!
Love to all!
I never was one to embellish my burgers or hot dogs. Oh I know, hot dogs are evil, processed, and mostly worthless meat product, filled with ... fillers... and fats and gods know what else. Thus, I rarely eat them, but when I do, I want the dog and a bun. Minimalist.
Now, if I can sleep tonight, I know I'll feel better, especially mentally. Let me tell you, even before this esophageal cancer came along, any time I would get a respiratory infection or the like, I would get scared that it would turn to pneumonia and with my crappy lungs, that would be the end. So, imagine if you will the stress of not being able to breathe well, worrying about huge pills, prednisone, cancer and the fear of pneumonia. I think I was even stressing out my dogs. :D
Yet, it's another day, and I have to remember that I do better when I live in the moment. Stop anticipating the worst, Tequila, and appreciate all the awesome gifts of the NOW. Yep, just have to remind myself of that now and again, and it sets me back on track. Yes, this illness is a setback, and has the possibility of reducing my lung function a bit more, but today, I am listening to John Williams' score to "Memoirs of a Geisha," playing a little World of Warcraft, and I had most of a hamburger. That's pretty darned good!
Love to all!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
It IS the Crud!
Home from my visit to the pulmonary doc. Apparently the virus Du Jour has taken up residence in my respiratory system, giving me a bout of bronchitis. Dr. S says that although it's viral, we have to do the antibiotics prophylactically, because I'm special that way. :)
So, two weeks on that nasty Prednisone, and Levaquin, and if I'm not better, and he says this one tends to linger, then another two weeks. Gads. Just keep me out of The Big House (my code for hospitals), and you will have my undying devotion.
Jane and Nancy, my angels, have headed out to fill those prescriptions for me. Woo, looking forward to two weeks of insomnia and the appetite from hell, not to mention occasional crying jags. Love that Pred. :P
I hope I'm better in time for my next round of Herceptin.
Anywho, I've got to get something to eat. I'm not hungry, but if those two drugs are going to hit my tummy, there'd better be something upon which they can land.
Live long, and prosper!
So, two weeks on that nasty Prednisone, and Levaquin, and if I'm not better, and he says this one tends to linger, then another two weeks. Gads. Just keep me out of The Big House (my code for hospitals), and you will have my undying devotion.
Jane and Nancy, my angels, have headed out to fill those prescriptions for me. Woo, looking forward to two weeks of insomnia and the appetite from hell, not to mention occasional crying jags. Love that Pred. :P
I hope I'm better in time for my next round of Herceptin.
Anywho, I've got to get something to eat. I'm not hungry, but if those two drugs are going to hit my tummy, there'd better be something upon which they can land.
Live long, and prosper!
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