I went into the Coumadin clinic today to see if my clotting time had improved/lessened. Barely, despite doubling the Coumadin on Friday night. It went from 1.1 to 1.3. It has to be over 2.0 for me to stop doing the Lovenox injections. Damn it. I wanted to stop doing them, but no dice. I have to continue and double up on my Coumadin every night, then on Thursday afternoon we'll recheck.
I also am the not-so-proud owner of a tacky Medicalert necklace. I have an engraving wand where I put a ribbon on the front, just to decorate it, and on the back engraved "PE Meds: Coumadin", so on the off chance I get a cut and decide to bleed out, people would know. *laugh* Not that I wouldn't just clot up as normal according to my blood test this morning.
In letting the dogs out last night, I retwisted my foot. I'm so glad my boys are old enough to do things on their own with just slight direction. I wish the dogs were the same. :)
Speaking of pets, this morning when I got up, I noticed that my Crested gecko mating pair had pushed up a corner of their lid and escaped. I'm hoping that I can find them somewhere soon. They are pretty big, so I've set food out and the house is on 'lizard watch'. It was cute to watch the boys this morning running around saying 'I think these are lizard prints!' 'Smells like they've been here.' 'Yep. Definately smells like the lizards have been here' 'Mom! Is this lizard poop?'