The good news is My Oncologist quickly suggest a new physician-identifying strategy. This will get resolved. Just as not as quickly as I would like. Where have I heard that song before?
In other medically relevent news, my counts dipped a bit after last week's treatment, as expected, from 100 to 85. We'll see next week how they do with bouncing back. In the good news column: The thrush is nearly gone and my blood pressure appears to be returning to a more normal range.
Prednisone's biggest personal offense, extra weight, continues to plague me. I know, I know, I am obsessed with the weight thing. But, I can't help it! Twenty more mg to go and once I'm off, I can see what the true damage is.
Oh, and while I'm on the topic of weight, here's a tip I could have used about two months ago: Snacking on nuts such as raw almonds and cashews is good for you only if you ingest obscenely minute portions. Like less than one handful a day portions. Like this:
I'm sorry, that is not a snack. It's a taunt. I had been inhaling about five or six and quite possibly more handfuls each day for the past two months. Had I known this before, I might as well have been enjoying other, more satisfying forms of snackage.