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Just. Slow. Down.

Vent the First: Bad Mama moment - the boys start talking non-stop and at the same time and it just echos in my head, and I can't think. I've never done it, but when it gets like this I just want to scream 'SHUT UP!!!!' so I can think.

Vent Deux: More medical bullshit. Since I am still having symptoms (severe fatigue, headaches, memory loss / brain fog, odd rash on my feet, muscle pain) I unloaded on my hematologist/oncologist today. This is starting to affect my life in a major way and I keep getting conflicting information. I can't find a rheumatologist who has any experience with APS. The APSFA told me that the finger stick INR machines are unreliable with APS patients. I am just so tired and frustrated. They are running some blood tests to check for various auto-immune diseases that sometimes coexist with APS. Some other blood tests are to check for wonderful things such as HIV or Hep C since I've had a couple of blood transfusions. Finally, tomorrow, I get to have a MRI of my brain to check for any damage from small clots / TIAs.


I think I'm going to go swing for a while now. Oh - I also got a Mother's Day card from GS, who always has the best timing for having things arrive when I'm in a funk. Thank you.


May. 12th, 2008 09:30 pm (UTC)
Holy moly! What a mess. I agree with your method of attack: go swing.

I hope you get some resolution soon. This has been way way way too much for any one person.
May. 12th, 2008 11:38 pm (UTC)
Yeah, they say it will be about 4-5 days on the labs. I have the MRI tomorrow (Scott says why pay for a test when all they'll find is a lot of blank space) and another appointment to go over results next Monday.

I swang for a while (Justa swangin') with my puppies laying around me and just came in to maybe do a little knitting.

Right now, I'm also trying to figure out how to tell my mom I am NOT taking her to Huntsville this summer. Yes, the boys and I are driving for a trip, but we are going to your place and I am NOT going to babysit her in Huntsville. Maybe next summer I'll take her again when we can fly and stay there. She won't take it well, but she'll have to cope.