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Apr. 26th, 2018 07:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckApparently, when my skin is damaged already, there are a lot of things that are usually fine that suddenly become horribly painful. Yesterday, I discovered that normal ultrasound gel burns like acid on the damaged skin of my left breast. I've never had that happen before. The sterile gel we tried after that didn't burn, but getting the stuff that did off of my skin was hard. Rubbing with a towel is too rough right now.
It didn't help that the mammogram department has replaced all of the robes with some that have the scratchiest, most unpleasant fabric I've ever encountered. I seem to be alone in my opinion, though. The other women in the waiting room were thrilled by the change. The fabric was a waffle pattern and very stiff. I'm not sure what it was made out of, just that it hurt to wear. I'd much rather have walked around entirely topless. Pity that's not socially acceptable.
I don't generally like textured fabrics. No matter what they're made of, they tend to feel abrasive.
The mammogram (just the left breast) and ultrasound didn't show any signs of abcess or cancer, but they arranged for me to see the breast care oncologist the same day. He looked at the state of my skin and decided that I needed to switch to a different antibiotic. I pointed out several times that the skin looked worse, post-ultrasound, than it had that morning. I don't think he actually heard a word I said about that.
So I'm taking clindamyacin instead of keflex now. I have antibiotic allergies, and so does everyone in the family, so I worry each time I try a new one. This is one that Cordelia is allergic to. The doctor assumed that when I said 'antibiotic allergy' I meant stomach upset, so I emphasized that, no, I've had hives from both zithromax and augmentin. Hives the size of my hand.
At any rate, I'll be seeing the oncologist again next Wednesday. He said that, if the skin doesn't look better by then, he's going to do a biopsy. I'm not at all clear as to what he expects to biopsy. The site of the old tumor? Just my skin? Random points all through the damned breast?
Cordelia had a thing downtown around 6:00, so she and I met downtown to have dinner at about 4:30. There's a reasonably direct bus from the cancer center to home, but I chose to go downtown because the direct bus drops off at the bottom of a steep hill. I'm not convinced that I'd have made it up that to get home. Going downtown first let me take a different bus that drops off closer to our house and also at the top of the hill.
Cordelia's choir is traveling for a concert/workshop thing today. Scott had to get her to school by 6:30 this morning. I got up with her and Scott this morning and now rather want to nap. I'm not sure it will happen, but I want to.
I'm getting myself to write a bit again, but I'm not sure any of it is worth keeping. I haven't started my Into a Bar story yet. My brain is not yet working well enough for that.
It didn't help that the mammogram department has replaced all of the robes with some that have the scratchiest, most unpleasant fabric I've ever encountered. I seem to be alone in my opinion, though. The other women in the waiting room were thrilled by the change. The fabric was a waffle pattern and very stiff. I'm not sure what it was made out of, just that it hurt to wear. I'd much rather have walked around entirely topless. Pity that's not socially acceptable.
I don't generally like textured fabrics. No matter what they're made of, they tend to feel abrasive.
The mammogram (just the left breast) and ultrasound didn't show any signs of abcess or cancer, but they arranged for me to see the breast care oncologist the same day. He looked at the state of my skin and decided that I needed to switch to a different antibiotic. I pointed out several times that the skin looked worse, post-ultrasound, than it had that morning. I don't think he actually heard a word I said about that.
So I'm taking clindamyacin instead of keflex now. I have antibiotic allergies, and so does everyone in the family, so I worry each time I try a new one. This is one that Cordelia is allergic to. The doctor assumed that when I said 'antibiotic allergy' I meant stomach upset, so I emphasized that, no, I've had hives from both zithromax and augmentin. Hives the size of my hand.
At any rate, I'll be seeing the oncologist again next Wednesday. He said that, if the skin doesn't look better by then, he's going to do a biopsy. I'm not at all clear as to what he expects to biopsy. The site of the old tumor? Just my skin? Random points all through the damned breast?
Cordelia had a thing downtown around 6:00, so she and I met downtown to have dinner at about 4:30. There's a reasonably direct bus from the cancer center to home, but I chose to go downtown because the direct bus drops off at the bottom of a steep hill. I'm not convinced that I'd have made it up that to get home. Going downtown first let me take a different bus that drops off closer to our house and also at the top of the hill.
Cordelia's choir is traveling for a concert/workshop thing today. Scott had to get her to school by 6:30 this morning. I got up with her and Scott this morning and now rather want to nap. I'm not sure it will happen, but I want to.
I'm getting myself to write a bit again, but I'm not sure any of it is worth keeping. I haven't started my Into a Bar story yet. My brain is not yet working well enough for that.
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Date: 2018-04-26 01:10 pm (UTC)