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the_rckCordelia has apparently used up nearly a month's supply of clindamycin lotion in ten days. I didn't monitor her usage because I had other things on my mind and because I figured that she's twelve and would carefully follow the instructions the dermatologist gave her (and also because she really, really didn't want me involved at all). I should have told her that the prescriptions are expected to last for a certain amount of time and can't be refilled before then. There's no reason she'd know that as she's not dealt with prescriptions of that sort before (the only prescriptions she remembers are for her eczema ointment, and with that, we get so much that we can't use even a fraction of it in a year).
So I have to call the dermatologist and ask what we ought to do. I do not want to.
I also probably need to call the Cancer Center. I'm just not sure if I should call my surgeon's office or the breast imaging clinic that did my biopsy. Basically, the scab on the biopsy wound ended up stuck to the bra I wore yesterday, and I now have a sort of little hole/dent in my breast where it was that looked kind of nasty and gooey and is two or three millimeters deep. We put gauze over it last night, and I put on a new bra (one that fits less well and itches like the dickens). It wasn't clearly infected, but I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't, either. After I post this, I'm going to take a look and see how things are this morning. I want to do that before Cordelia gets up because she's likely to think it's extremely disgusting. I do not have a fever, and nothing's red or swollen, so there's that.
Is this something that would have happened sooner if I'd been wearing bras routinely between the biopsy and the surgery? I have no idea.
If I do have to go in and get the biopsy site looked at, I'm not sure if I'll take a cab or call on one of the people who have offered to give me rides. There are pluses and minuses both ways.
Of the bras Mom bought, there's one left that might fit. The rest are definitely too small. I haven't tried any of them, but the rest are all labeled as smaller than the one I'm currently wearing which is almost too small.
My father finally called yesterday. He was apparently out of state, at a conference (I'm puzzled by this because I thought he was retired), and had to keep his phone off during sessions. He simply forgot to turn it back on or to check his messages for several days. That seems odd to me because he knew when I was having surgery. If it had been me, waiting for news on Cordelia, I'd have been checking the phone as often as I could.
My mother called yesterday to check in, too. She's really enjoying being in Lawton. She said it's the best sleep she's had in months because she doesn't have to worry about her husband or the dogs or anyone at all but herself. (I suspect that it also has to do with me and my sister both being through our surgery, but she didn't say that.) She's planning to stay in Michigan for a while, working on their house, just so she can have some time to herself.
UCon is urging people to sign up to run events. Scott and I both want to, but we also both feel that we really can't commit to that when we have no idea what the next few months are going to look like. We're not even sure we'll be able to go to UCon at all. Cordelia will be really disappointed if we don't go, but it may not be possible.
The Cancer Center finally gave me the biopsy pathology report on the patient portal. Two weeks after I formally requested it and one week after the surgeon gave me hard copy. Goodness knows when they'll give me the pathology report from the surgery. I'm hoping that the surgeon's office will call me with those results as soon as they have them, but because those results don't change anything immediate, they might not.
So I have to call the dermatologist and ask what we ought to do. I do not want to.
I also probably need to call the Cancer Center. I'm just not sure if I should call my surgeon's office or the breast imaging clinic that did my biopsy. Basically, the scab on the biopsy wound ended up stuck to the bra I wore yesterday, and I now have a sort of little hole/dent in my breast where it was that looked kind of nasty and gooey and is two or three millimeters deep. We put gauze over it last night, and I put on a new bra (one that fits less well and itches like the dickens). It wasn't clearly infected, but I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't, either. After I post this, I'm going to take a look and see how things are this morning. I want to do that before Cordelia gets up because she's likely to think it's extremely disgusting. I do not have a fever, and nothing's red or swollen, so there's that.
Is this something that would have happened sooner if I'd been wearing bras routinely between the biopsy and the surgery? I have no idea.
If I do have to go in and get the biopsy site looked at, I'm not sure if I'll take a cab or call on one of the people who have offered to give me rides. There are pluses and minuses both ways.
Of the bras Mom bought, there's one left that might fit. The rest are definitely too small. I haven't tried any of them, but the rest are all labeled as smaller than the one I'm currently wearing which is almost too small.
My father finally called yesterday. He was apparently out of state, at a conference (I'm puzzled by this because I thought he was retired), and had to keep his phone off during sessions. He simply forgot to turn it back on or to check his messages for several days. That seems odd to me because he knew when I was having surgery. If it had been me, waiting for news on Cordelia, I'd have been checking the phone as often as I could.
My mother called yesterday to check in, too. She's really enjoying being in Lawton. She said it's the best sleep she's had in months because she doesn't have to worry about her husband or the dogs or anyone at all but herself. (I suspect that it also has to do with me and my sister both being through our surgery, but she didn't say that.) She's planning to stay in Michigan for a while, working on their house, just so she can have some time to herself.
UCon is urging people to sign up to run events. Scott and I both want to, but we also both feel that we really can't commit to that when we have no idea what the next few months are going to look like. We're not even sure we'll be able to go to UCon at all. Cordelia will be really disappointed if we don't go, but it may not be possible.
The Cancer Center finally gave me the biopsy pathology report on the patient portal. Two weeks after I formally requested it and one week after the surgeon gave me hard copy. Goodness knows when they'll give me the pathology report from the surgery. I'm hoping that the surgeon's office will call me with those results as soon as they have them, but because those results don't change anything immediate, they might not.
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Date: 2015-09-01 02:40 pm (UTC)I agree that your dad's behavior was odd. Maybe he's in denial about the severity of the whole thing? :/
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Date: 2015-09-01 03:42 pm (UTC)Fortunately, the doctor's office was willing to call in a prescription for a much bigger bottle for us. I don't know if the insurance will pay for it, but at least we're trying.
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Date: 2015-09-01 04:03 pm (UTC)Hope it works out, regardless!
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Date: 2015-09-01 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-15 12:24 am (UTC)It's too bad. We were looking forward to going.