white noise

Yesterday, I went for my first half-dose of Myers’ Cocktail. I’m told it will help with my fatigue issues. Even so, I’m trying a lower dose than normal because of how I reacted to B12 shots (seriously, who needs crack?). I feel more wiped out than normal today, but yesterday was full. I had a dentist’s appointment at 8:50 a.m. with Richardson to fix my chipped tooth (it looks fantastic, by the way — no more metal fillings for this kid!). The tooth repair didn’t take long, but I was numb for most of the morning and part of the afternoon. It made for difficult mackin’ at lunchtime, and I’d only had a banana for breakfast. That’ll learn me!

I felt a bit frenetic while I was at Bivins’ office, as though I were running on empty. He paid me a kind compliment about the impeccable grammar/English in the letter I sent to him. He’s been very attentive about some of the points I’ve made, but I’m going to express my concerns about my diagnosis with him during my next visit, if I get the chance. I’ll try to be more open with how I feel.

As for my observations on the Myers’ Cocktail: when I left the office yesterday, I felt fine. As I sat in my truck trying to unwind (I was a bit frenzied), my vision got … watery. It didn’t last long, maybe 5 or 10 minutes, but as I sat there reading the signs around the parking lot and my speedometer, the lettering looked funky 3D and wouldn’t be still. I told Jon it seemed everything around me turned gaseous, like distant hills on a hot summer day. I felt more tilty than normal for the remainder of the day, but not so bad that I walked into walls (okay, maybe once or twice, but that’s not rare). My arm ached most of the evening. Right after bedtime Jon got one of the Comfort Cuddlers (highly recommended) from the freezer for me and I tucked it into the crook of my arm, over the injection site. That seemed to do the trick. He said I was asleep in less than three minutes — POOF. (Yay me!)

Today, mostly I feel the way I usually do after I’ve had a full day. My left arm/hand is a little stiff or swollen and I can’t make a solid (aka useful) fist. My jaw is stiff. I’m not super ambitious and ready to roll, but at least I haven’t yet passed into that silly phase where I can’t stay upright for more than 20 minutes. I have things I’d like to get done, but today is definitely one of those days when I need to pace carefully and to the letter: 2 hours activity and 20 minutes of rest. Period. No arguments. (mmhmm)