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Aug. 22nd, 2015 11:31 amCordelia's appointment was fairly straightforward, but we now have a regimen of multiple creams and washes. The whole thing is complicated enough that we have a detailed sheet telling us which things to use when. It's benzoyl peroxide and two different antibiotic creams (one for her her face and one for her back and chest) in the morning. Then adapoline (sp?) and the antibiotic creams at night after washing everything with Cetaphil.
The dermatologist also noticed Cordelia's dandruff and recommended two shampoos to be alternated, T-sal and either Selsun Blue or Head and Shoulders. She gave us samples of T-sal and Head and Shoulders (though she wanted to give us Selsun Blue instead). The dandruff extends to some minor scaling on Cordelia's face, and that's why we have a different antibiotic cream for her face than for elsewhere. Scott picked up the three prescriptions, some Cetaphil, and an oil-free moisturizer on his way home from work, but we still have to order more of the 2.5% benzoyl peroxide and pick up some of the shampoos Cordelia needs. The dermatologist also told Cordelia to shower more often, every other day instead of the once or twice a week she has been doing. Maybe she'll even listen.
I talked to my psychiatrist yesterday afternoon. She's not enthusiastic about me trying Cymbalta because of just how bad my reaction to Effexor was. She didn't want to prescribe something haphazardly, over the phone, so we're going to have an appointment on Tuesday morning to go over the options.
The electric car is giving us difficulties-- It's not consistent about charging. One night, it will get to full charge over night. One night, it'll barely charge at all. Scott just emailed me to say that he was late getting to work because the car simply didn't charge at all last night. He will be late getting home, too, because he doesn't have enough charge for that and will have to stop to do that. I'm not sure where-- Probably the AAA in Canton that he mentioned a few days ago.
My SIL finally got back to me, around 8 p.m. last night to tell me that she still hasn't received the reports the Cancer Center people promised to send her on Monday. Why she couldn't tell me that earlier in the week, I have no idea. At this point, I really can't do anything about it until I go in there on Monday. Well, I have access to one of the reports she wants. They finally got around to sharing the report for my mammogram with me. (Weirdly, there are two reports with slightly different titles and exactly the same text. That was the case the last time I had a mammogram there, too, so it's apparently normal. It's just kind of confusing. I mean, exactly the same text.)
My impression is that the delay in my SIL getting back to me is that I was using her Gmail address when she responds better to messages sent to her uw.edu address. I didn't have that, and it doesn't appear on any of the webpages I could find that profile her. I looked last night. Scott's sister had the address and has shared it with me, and I've put it into my address book now.
My sister wants to put the information about PBB up on Facebook, and she thinks people will pay it more attention if she gives my story as well as hers. I asked her to give me a couple of hours to tell our aunt who actually uses Facebook first. I haven't done that yet because it will be hard and because it wasn't urgent that she know. I just don't want her to find out from my sister on Facebook. If my sister wanted to call her instead of me doing it, that would be fine. She has called the aunts on the other side of the family for me (she thought that, since they're in the same state I am, they might actually be able to help. It's possible, and asking wouldn't have occurred to me).
Around about dinner time last night, I started aching, mostly in my arms and legs and shoulders. I had forgotten just how terrible that feels. It hasn't really happened to me, except when I've had a fever, since I stopped working. When I was still working, I felt that way all the time. I ended up taking an Ativan around 8 p.m., and that actually helped. By bedtime, I wasn't achy in anything like the same way.
The runny nose has mostly passed. There's still a little bit lingering, but I no longer feel like I need a tissue in hand every moment. (I kept reassuring people at the dermatologist's yesterday that it was a medication side effect, that I wasn't contagious. I used a lot of hand sanitizer anyway.) It seems kind of unfair to have a side effect that started twelve hours after the medication and lasted another thirty or forty hours. I very much doubt that the toradol was still working by that point. I'm debating whether I should let my primary care doctor know about the side effect. It might be a good thing to document, but it's really fairly trivial as such things go, certainly not enough to prevent me taking the med again if I really, really need it.
I emailed the other Metanews person last night and told her that I don't think I can do any more link finding. She's disappointed. I think she was really hoping that we'd find a way to manage somehow. She and I are on opposite schedules, so talking about what to do next will be a slow process. I have offered to write up some sort of announcement of hiatus and call for volunteers to take over my work. I'm not optimistic about the volunteers, but who knows?
I'm getting cranky with a couple of online vendors who won't stop harassing me to give them feedback on recent purchases. I sort of understand the one I bought from via Amazon-- Feedback there matters a great deal in terms of future sales. Blair, on the other hand... I already gave feedback on the purchase once. Just because they shipped another pair of pants a week later doesn't mean they need feedback again. Both of these vendors email me every four or five days, and I really, really don't want to deal with them, but I also feel like I ought to. It will, after all, take less than five minutes for each of them. It just feels like one more damned thing piled on, though.
The dermatologist also noticed Cordelia's dandruff and recommended two shampoos to be alternated, T-sal and either Selsun Blue or Head and Shoulders. She gave us samples of T-sal and Head and Shoulders (though she wanted to give us Selsun Blue instead). The dandruff extends to some minor scaling on Cordelia's face, and that's why we have a different antibiotic cream for her face than for elsewhere. Scott picked up the three prescriptions, some Cetaphil, and an oil-free moisturizer on his way home from work, but we still have to order more of the 2.5% benzoyl peroxide and pick up some of the shampoos Cordelia needs. The dermatologist also told Cordelia to shower more often, every other day instead of the once or twice a week she has been doing. Maybe she'll even listen.
I talked to my psychiatrist yesterday afternoon. She's not enthusiastic about me trying Cymbalta because of just how bad my reaction to Effexor was. She didn't want to prescribe something haphazardly, over the phone, so we're going to have an appointment on Tuesday morning to go over the options.
The electric car is giving us difficulties-- It's not consistent about charging. One night, it will get to full charge over night. One night, it'll barely charge at all. Scott just emailed me to say that he was late getting to work because the car simply didn't charge at all last night. He will be late getting home, too, because he doesn't have enough charge for that and will have to stop to do that. I'm not sure where-- Probably the AAA in Canton that he mentioned a few days ago.
My SIL finally got back to me, around 8 p.m. last night to tell me that she still hasn't received the reports the Cancer Center people promised to send her on Monday. Why she couldn't tell me that earlier in the week, I have no idea. At this point, I really can't do anything about it until I go in there on Monday. Well, I have access to one of the reports she wants. They finally got around to sharing the report for my mammogram with me. (Weirdly, there are two reports with slightly different titles and exactly the same text. That was the case the last time I had a mammogram there, too, so it's apparently normal. It's just kind of confusing. I mean, exactly the same text.)
My impression is that the delay in my SIL getting back to me is that I was using her Gmail address when she responds better to messages sent to her uw.edu address. I didn't have that, and it doesn't appear on any of the webpages I could find that profile her. I looked last night. Scott's sister had the address and has shared it with me, and I've put it into my address book now.
My sister wants to put the information about PBB up on Facebook, and she thinks people will pay it more attention if she gives my story as well as hers. I asked her to give me a couple of hours to tell our aunt who actually uses Facebook first. I haven't done that yet because it will be hard and because it wasn't urgent that she know. I just don't want her to find out from my sister on Facebook. If my sister wanted to call her instead of me doing it, that would be fine. She has called the aunts on the other side of the family for me (she thought that, since they're in the same state I am, they might actually be able to help. It's possible, and asking wouldn't have occurred to me).
Around about dinner time last night, I started aching, mostly in my arms and legs and shoulders. I had forgotten just how terrible that feels. It hasn't really happened to me, except when I've had a fever, since I stopped working. When I was still working, I felt that way all the time. I ended up taking an Ativan around 8 p.m., and that actually helped. By bedtime, I wasn't achy in anything like the same way.
The runny nose has mostly passed. There's still a little bit lingering, but I no longer feel like I need a tissue in hand every moment. (I kept reassuring people at the dermatologist's yesterday that it was a medication side effect, that I wasn't contagious. I used a lot of hand sanitizer anyway.) It seems kind of unfair to have a side effect that started twelve hours after the medication and lasted another thirty or forty hours. I very much doubt that the toradol was still working by that point. I'm debating whether I should let my primary care doctor know about the side effect. It might be a good thing to document, but it's really fairly trivial as such things go, certainly not enough to prevent me taking the med again if I really, really need it.
I emailed the other Metanews person last night and told her that I don't think I can do any more link finding. She's disappointed. I think she was really hoping that we'd find a way to manage somehow. She and I are on opposite schedules, so talking about what to do next will be a slow process. I have offered to write up some sort of announcement of hiatus and call for volunteers to take over my work. I'm not optimistic about the volunteers, but who knows?
I'm getting cranky with a couple of online vendors who won't stop harassing me to give them feedback on recent purchases. I sort of understand the one I bought from via Amazon-- Feedback there matters a great deal in terms of future sales. Blair, on the other hand... I already gave feedback on the purchase once. Just because they shipped another pair of pants a week later doesn't mean they need feedback again. Both of these vendors email me every four or five days, and I really, really don't want to deal with them, but I also feel like I ought to. It will, after all, take less than five minutes for each of them. It just feels like one more damned thing piled on, though.