hm. i know that i bitch a lot in this journal about feeling like shit, being sick, et cetera. believe me, i've kept most of it out because it's boring and just has to do with my blood thinners and the ridiculous mistakes and lies the doctors and hospital have been feeding me ever since my lung clot and infarction/pleuritis.
blood thinners thin your blood. thus, you get cold. even outside on a 92 degree day i can be so cold i need a coat.
i'll skip the stories and just say this - i was recently put on 20 milligrams of coumadin (the blood thinner), which is a RIDICULOUSLY HIGH DOSAGE. reading message boards, most people are on somewhere like 2.5 to 5, and they're talking about 5mg like it's high as hell. I'M ON 20MG, GUYS!
Today, I felt the first side effect of taking twenty milligrams of this stuff for two days - my core body temperature PLUMMETED.
Here are two pictures of the thermometer that I took at 8:30 tonight - my temperature has been at this number ALL DAY, since 6 AM.
Tecnically, this means I'm actually hypothermic. From sleeping in my bedroom. With no AC on. So I called the Doctor on call at Jefferson (my doctor is on vacation until Monday) and she told me to stay in bed, bundle up, and if it drops to 94.5, to get to the ER immediately. She also warned me that some of the side effects were weakness, fatigue (-especially- fatigue) and nausea.
Ten minutes after that call I passed out until 7 PM. I woke up, had to use my old cane I got from my early post-hospital days to get up, I'm so weak, and just tried to get my blood flowing - then I took my temperature at 8:30, and no change.
*sigh* At least they took two vials of blood from me to do tests on to see why I'm not reacting to the medication. It only took, you know, three months and over 35 INR visits and failed theraputic attempts for a doctor to say "hm, maybe something's wrong here..."
I am SO seeing a hematologist in August. Fuck this shit. I want a specialist.
On the plus side, walking around in the heat and humidity is making my body and metabolism work super-quadruple overtime to both get and process oxygen, since I'm missing half a lung, and as a result I'm getting a nice workout and losing even more weight. I probably should stop losing it, but I just like being really really thin. Unfortunately with the growth of my penis came the unfolding and broadening of my shoulders and chest, so all of a sudden the weightlifting that was working but not making me look buff - well, now it's ripping the sleeves of all the shirts I own, and forcing me to buy bigger shirts just to accomidate my shoulders. Oy vey.
And as a side note, this is the girl who will be playing "Juli" (ie. Chrissy) in Michelle's F3, starring alongside me, in what is basically an adaptation of a story of part of my...darker stages of life a few years ago. I hope she doesn't mind me posting her picture.
isn't she ridiculously hot? she's also apparently an excellent actress. i trusted michelle to find me an actress that i'd be able to get along with offstage and have chemistry with onstage, and she came through. so thank you, five minute girl. and hellooooo nurse, candace. yeeeeow. had to save -her- picture, if you catch my drift.
if you'll excuse me, i'm headed back to bed now, i'm tired and freezing, i want to listen to the revolting cocks and i fee...no, i'm definitely going to throw up. bye.