I was off to see the blood man yesterday. I am so pleased that he has turned out to be such a nice doctor!
My red blood cell counts were tremendously low, and he pretty much insisted that I take a shot of Procrit on the spot. We talked about my experience last month and my concerns about the deep vein thrombosis. He agreed to give me the lowest dose possible on an as per needed basis. He said that to continue to walk around so anemic could cause long term damage to my heart. In the mean time, I will continue to have my labs drawn weekly by his office and I will see him again in May.
I can totally feel a difference in my energy level (and life!) since I have started taking the thyroid medicine. It’s only been 2 weeks – so I am super excited to see what it can do for me when it gets up to its proper level. I have 3 more months of this to get through. Don’t fail me now, Synthroid!
I will be seeing Dr. M next Monday for the first time in six weeks. We need to discuss the myriad of tests that I have been subjected to over the past six weeks. I need a game plan post treatment regarding detoxing from all the meds. I also want to talk to him about potential post treatment side effects. The only information that I have foud on the web regarding post treatment scares the ever loving crap out of me. So…I will ask him about his empirical knowledge. He’s been doing this GI thing for a while now. 
On another note, I took a lovely swan dive off of a foot stool today. My baby girl had a wasp on the ceiling of her room, and I jumped up on her stool (which happens to rock) to kill it. It was an instinctual thing to do. I was dismayed to find myself flying off the stool as it rocked me off. I’m still not sure how I landed, but I kind of feel like I’ve been in a car crash. R was so worried about me and kept saying, “You alright, mamma?” in her sweet voice. I had to just sit there and moan for a few minutes before I could pull myself together and get up off of the floor. And then R said, “bye, bye fly”, and I had to just laugh. Thus concluded my Darwin moment of the day.
I also need to note for posterity that the dose of Procrit seems to have given me a boost of energy. I’m thinking all of the positive things about it that I can.
Onward and forward.
