Blood Pressure was running high. I asked for suggestions for treating the itching and redness around my shoulder blade. They suggest aloe-vera cream for the dry skin reaction and cortisone cream for any itching. Also asked again to have our records printed out for us.
They both assert that my being so bloated has nothing to do with the steroids I'm taking for the esophagitis. The don't find the weight gain anywhere near as disconcerting as I. I may need to medicate the esophagitis for up to a month after the treatmens end. They don't believe I'll need to ween myself from the current drug regime, i.e., I should be able to stop cold turkey. Overall I seem to be tolerating the RadioTherapy very well *knocks wood*
With all of our planning and expertise, we managed to schedule our last RadioTherapy treatment on the morning that Kevin is scheduled for his colonoscopy, i.e., Monday, Oct. 1st. We really did think we had that one covered. Good thing we weren't being paid to think when all that happened.
When I mentioned this at the appointment, Dr. B was most accommodating in suggesting that I have a day with two treatments before this Friday. Not something I could do today, but it's now in the cards for Thursday or Friday. That means I'll be done with RadioTherapy at the end of this week and won't have anything else scheduled before October 24th when we have the CT with contrast.
And, it means I can help take care of Kevin this weekend and on Monday following the procedure.
After today's appointment, one of the PA's came out with the records we had wanted to pick up last Wednesday. We'll ask for the hemotology reports tomorrow morning when we check in with Dr. C to see how the new BP meds are doing. I still need to email Dr. A about setting up an appointment for the regular part of my physical care, PAP, etc.
Carl and Patty arrived on time yesterday evening. They had time to visit with Mom before she went to bed and were able to unwind after the long trip before retiring for the night.
Spent the morning enjoying the rains on the Storm Porch upstairs. The rain started last night and continues as I write. We ended up postponing the Memorial Tree Planting until Friday morning.
Nancy arrives this afternoon, hopefully not hampered too much by the lovely rains we've enjoyed all morning.
We're looking forward to a relaxing week of family and friends.
And, it's Billiards Day!
Howz by youz??
-dp
3 comments:
Man! The big scope! I'm looking forward to that next year. I plan on using major drugs. MAJOR drugs.
I think it's really interesting how professionals react when people ask for records. We make them available upon request and generally document for publication, meaning we assume someone will read them, or that we may have to testify about them.
Sometimes professionals forget this. A group of residents at Child Psych in the 80's got in trouble for charting "FLK". "White male FLK, slightly obese. . . " FLK was short for "Funny Looking Kid."
This was charged by "late 30's AHD." Ass Hole Doctor. (Apologies to those with a sensitive nature, and I didn't mean Kevin's proctologist.)
I meant "charted", not "charged." More coffee.
We sometimes use the FLK term for newborns (verbally, not in the chart), and the response is usually,"Yeah, but have you seen the parents?"
In some cases, however, it's the first step in identifying babies with genetic or developmental anomalies that need further evaluation and treatment.
Our charts are generally accessible to parents, but we encourage them to ask questions and to review the chart with a medical person. But there are still some nurses and others who think the charts should be off limits to families. I think those folks need to be more careful about what they write in the charts...("Just the facts, ma'am.")
When I had my scope a few years ago, they asked me if I wanted to watch on the monitor. That was just before they gave me the good drugs, and the next thing I remember is being told it was time to get up.
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