Heya folks. I hope all your days are going well for you and yours. It’s Wednesday, November 11, 2020. And I can’t wait for 2020 to kiss my ass goodbye.
The pain level today was a solid 8, because I dropped my Prednisone and didn’t take it till around 3 o’clock. When I woke up at 5 something, Pain was down a a 3. So, I am back on my hood buddy prednisone and I am feeling betterish,
My diagnosis is Mileofibris. A very rare cancer you can only get from having too much treatment for other blood/blood cancer. In a nutshell, it takes the soft tissue in bone marrow and hardens it. And it can’t be relieved by standard pain meds. Thus the steroids. Prednisone and a half-fill of anti this and that and there is still no world for me face.
Still in isolation from Cove (per Teres’s orders). I have been on 1lockdown since March, but its all good, Teresa has been here since March with me. So it’s been great vhaing here around. I honestly don’k how how I woud have survived 2020 if it wasn’t for her.
Well, I am still on fatigue and low on desire to do anything.
I managed to a get a week off except blood tests, which are weekly .I have zeo doctor visits So, no doctors visit this week woot