It’s Like A Teeter-Totter.
So, yesterday I had a check-up with my liver doctor and they are finally going to start reducing my medicine.
I’ve actually been pushing them to do this for awhile. The medicine is an immune suppressor so the longer I am on it the higher my risk for other diseases, in particular leukemia, which because of my crappy immune system I am already at risk for. Otoh, I have to monitor the hell out of my liver levels now and hope they stay solid. I’m actually happy to be going off the medicine though - if they monitor my liver levels properly, they should be able to manage any spikes in activity. So this is a good thing. Even though it is nerve-wracking. And I can’t go back on the anti-anxiety meds I used to be on, because they can damage my liver. You know, like I am anxious about going off the liver medicine, so I could take anti-anxiety medicine except that it causes liver damage - it spins your head, right?
We also got stuck in a traffic jam on the way home - ten miles in thirty minutes. We finally got off and grabbed dinner before trying again. It made me remember when I was a kid, all of a sudden at 4:30 my mom would start pushing the doctors in a crazed attempt to get ahead of the traffic. Too many times we did not make the cut.
But something I thought was kind of weird on the health survey at the doctor’s…they asked if my sexual partners were ‘Male’ or ‘Female’. I thought, “Well, good for them for not assuming that just because I checked ‘Female’ for my own self that my partner would automatically be ‘Male’." However…what the hell does that have to do with anything? How is that a ‘health’ question? I was baffled. And then, the survey asked about my birth control and one of the options was ‘Not Sexually Active (Abstinence)’. I am ‘not sexually active’ but I’m not practicing abstinence! Isn’t there a box I can check for ‘can’t get laid to save my life!’ Bitches, please…abstinence…/scoff/.
Finally, my baby boy Roo, has an ulcer on his eye. An ulcer! Doesn’t that sound awful? My poor boy. The vet gave him eye drops and also other eye drops made out of his own blood. IKR? It’s like some sci-fi shit going on here. Apparently it has like his antibodies that he needs, but how weird that we have to syringe his blood from a little tube and then drip it in his eye. So far he has been very good about the whole thing.
This is Roo.
I love his big eyes.
That is all.
I’ve actually been pushing them to do this for awhile. The medicine is an immune suppressor so the longer I am on it the higher my risk for other diseases, in particular leukemia, which because of my crappy immune system I am already at risk for. Otoh, I have to monitor the hell out of my liver levels now and hope they stay solid. I’m actually happy to be going off the medicine though - if they monitor my liver levels properly, they should be able to manage any spikes in activity. So this is a good thing. Even though it is nerve-wracking. And I can’t go back on the anti-anxiety meds I used to be on, because they can damage my liver. You know, like I am anxious about going off the liver medicine, so I could take anti-anxiety medicine except that it causes liver damage - it spins your head, right?
We also got stuck in a traffic jam on the way home - ten miles in thirty minutes. We finally got off and grabbed dinner before trying again. It made me remember when I was a kid, all of a sudden at 4:30 my mom would start pushing the doctors in a crazed attempt to get ahead of the traffic. Too many times we did not make the cut.
But something I thought was kind of weird on the health survey at the doctor’s…they asked if my sexual partners were ‘Male’ or ‘Female’. I thought, “Well, good for them for not assuming that just because I checked ‘Female’ for my own self that my partner would automatically be ‘Male’." However…what the hell does that have to do with anything? How is that a ‘health’ question? I was baffled. And then, the survey asked about my birth control and one of the options was ‘Not Sexually Active (Abstinence)’. I am ‘not sexually active’ but I’m not practicing abstinence! Isn’t there a box I can check for ‘can’t get laid to save my life!’ Bitches, please…abstinence…/scoff/.
Finally, my baby boy Roo, has an ulcer on his eye. An ulcer! Doesn’t that sound awful? My poor boy. The vet gave him eye drops and also other eye drops made out of his own blood. IKR? It’s like some sci-fi shit going on here. Apparently it has like his antibodies that he needs, but how weird that we have to syringe his blood from a little tube and then drip it in his eye. So far he has been very good about the whole thing.
This is Roo.
I love his big eyes.
That is all.