It was a very long, sleepless sore-throat-filled night of coughing and flipping back and forth (to get the mucus to move from one side of my sinus’ to the other – Ewwwwwww. Trust me, I know).
I rose (well, actually I just opened my eyes) this morning feeling rotten – again. Clearly, this sinusitis was not going anywhere quietly or easily. Oh, and combine this with the fact that I haven’t “done my business” (as Finally Five, a/k/a our daughter says) in about a week. I look like I’m 7 months pregnant (and that, I’m definitely NOT).
So, the HOTY reached out for my Oncologist who immediately put me back on the steroids (because they decrease the inflammatory process caused by sinusitis). By the way, you may be interested to know that in medical terminology, words ending in “-itis” refer to “inflammation”. An interesting tidbit with which I am way too familiar.
So, more steroids. Those damn steroids (I’m allowed to say that because of the ‘roid rage side effect that inevitably comes when I take them. Because of the wretched effect that steroids have on me, my Oncologist really wanted to avoid them. He really did. But he knew (and I knew) that there was no other choice. We have to get rid of this inflammatory process that is insanely painful in my head.
In addition to the sinister sinusitis, I am dehydrated. I mean waaaaaaaay dehydrated – as in I look like a PRUNE (which could explain the lack of “business” situation as well). So, I’m back on IV fluids at home.
Today’s diagnosis: Persistent Sinusitis with a side of Prunes. Delish.
I’m really, really, really hoping that these steroids and fluids work to right me. This is supposed to be my “good” week and I desperately need a “good” week, filled with even a glimmer of health and strength.
Several Silver Lining’s today, first and foremost of which is my health care team. My doctors and nurses are the ULTIMATE in Silver Linings. They provide not only physical relief (or valiant attempts at it), but just as important, emotional relief and affirmation.
Another SL is that my next article is available on The Huffington Post, this week as a featured blog on the “Living” page. In this post, I discuss how we told Finally Five about chemotherapy treatment. Please feel free to forward to family, friends and colleagues.
The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don’t want, drink what you don’t like, and do what you’d rather not.
Thanks, Mark Twain, for pointing out the obvious in my day and for helping me know that yes, indeed, I have to take the steroids.
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