Vorlon Whispers

Now Matters Are Better

To contra-paraphrase Yoda in the “Empire Strikes Back,” now matters are better. This morning I awoke with a temperature of 98.8 degrees – nearly normal. Although when I spent time in the hospital jail a few week ago, then took my temperature every four hours and it was typically 97 something.

The temperature was not unexpected, as I just FELT better this morning. I still plan to stay home and build some strength, but at least I should be able to do some work. Yesterday was pretty tough. When I took the acetaminophen, I hurt some; when it wore off, I hurt a lot.

Last night I slept quite well. Adhering to the advice to the nurse, I stopped my fluid intact about 7:30. This meant I only had to get up once to drain the plumbing. I did sweat quite a bit. Since I wear a T-shirt to bed, it meant I got up three times to change my T-shirt.

I have a collection of maybe 30 T-shirts from when I used to run foot races. I wear them to bed and thus have a good supply for incidences like last night.

I have been thinking about my chest X-ray yesterday. The next time they send me for a chest X-ray, I’m going to see if they can send me to a different location. Although both locations are conveniently close, the one I like digitizes their X-rays and they give them to me on a CD, when I leave.

I requested a CD of my X-rays at the place yesterday and they don’t have that capacity. I am going to call them and get a peak. I have the feeling that the fluid in my left lung is greatly reduced. It just feels better and last night I slept for a bit on my left side. I haven’t been able to sleep on my left side for many weeks.

I have some questions I’m thinking of posing to my oncologist. Since doctors don’t do email, I send faxes. Since I can fax right from my computer, it is nearly the same as email. I don’t want to call him, as I’ll likely call at an incontinent time, but an “email” lets him read and respond as his convenience.

Now that the fever has nearly lifted, I’m finding my brain seems to function better. I find I can think more clearly.

As the Marines say, oorah!

Posted by The Vorlon at November 2, 2005 7:39 AM