It's quite quiet on a Monday, not many folks having chemo etc , but there is clinic in the afternoon. I said I'd wait for the results as I had been feeling so rubbish, I was intrigued to see what the bloods showed up, and also try and catch Dr NB.
I am away next Friday (whoop) catching up with siblings and family in the UK, and although I have a clinic appointment booked for next thursday, I don't want to be away feeling this ill.
Luckily for me Steve had a break from meetings, so I went to the hospital cafe and grabbed a sandwich with him, and then had a call to go back to Oncology.
Dr NB was between patients and kindly squeezed us in.... the good news is that my bloods are all really good (well for me anyway), but that really didn't explain why I was feeling so terrible.
I don't know why I was that surprised, this is a girl who goes in with a neutropenic reading and feels absolutely fine, so looking at a reasonable set of bloods but feeling poorly, would probably be my 'normal'.
Fortunately my consultant and i have built up a bit of a relationship, and he did say "I hear what you're saying", the constant nagging backache could be a trapped nerve, or it could be a tumour from the abdomen. He had a listen to my chest, and asked about the cough and then rang the x ray department and booked in a chest x-ray. We went down and the lovely radiologists whisked me in almost straight away.
Back up to Oncology and a bit more waiting, and then a viewing of last November's x ray and todays, as Dr NB said, "I'm not really very happy with it". We all studied it with our 'grave and serious' faces on, (us pretending to know what we were really looking at .... it's been a little while since looking at those grainy grey negative printouts from the baby scans. At least you could usually make out a head, and possibly some stubby arms, this however was a different kettle of fish) the Doctor talking us through.
He was very complimentary about my large.....lungs, and my neat, long, clearly visible set of ribs, but (there's always a but) there are some discrepancies , sort of cloudy spidery webs on both lungs, that weren't there in November. And some sort of wiggly bit (!) at the bottom of one lung.
The outcome? We can't really be sure, so he has already asked for a CT scan this week, despite it only being 8 weeks since the last one, which will be far more detailed. It could be 101 things, so many different types of infections, or it could be disease. We have decided to hold back on the antibiotics, as we are unsure of what it actually is, a wise decision .
Another wise decision is me not going to play badminton tonight... this also means that I won't be going to the netball tournament tomorrow night. Not that I asked the doctor of course, I just haven't got the energy or cardio to play either.
Least I've been able to walk the dogs albeit slowly, thats me slowly not them obviously, and have a half hearted attempt at aqua aerobics today.
Dan cooked supper tonight, and I've lay on the sofa, coughed and had hot drinks brought to me.....
Lettuce and geraniums..... perfect companion planting!
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