medical
Blood, Boston and Baseball
Yesterday as I was picking up the living room (which is code for I was sitting in the comfy chair, playing a game on my phone and strategizing the pick up in my head), Todd came in from the garage, holding a ginormous wad of paper towels around his hand and said, “I may need…
Read MoreCutting It Close
Nothing like waiting until the very last minute. You know, my whole “I must write at least one post in a calendar month” thing. I have six hours and 16 minutes left in October so I need to write something stat! So let’s just play a little game I like to call Holy Random Stories…
Read MoreI Need Therapy
I know what you’re thinking. I can almost hear it. “Yes, Jenster, we know. We’ve been saying you need therapy for a very long time.” Well it’s not THAT kind of therapy I’m talking about. I saw the doctor yesterday and it turns out I have only a slight medial meniscal tear. I also have…
Read MoreMRI Lullaby
Remember how last time I had tried to trick the nurse into writing a script for Percocet? Well either I totally threw her off her game or she was just mean and wrote the script – which was for the MRI and not medication at all – for my RIGHT knee instead of the left.…
Read MoreLameless… or Less Lame
I know you probably haven’t been sleeping well, wondering what’s going on with my knee so I’ll tell you. Todd drove me to my appointment where I first saw the Physician’s Assistant. She pushed and pulled and I didn’t hit her. Surely I should get some points for that. I limped across the hall for…
Read MoreLame-O
I am lame. I’m not kidding. I really am lame. I’ve been ignoring the pain and stiffness in my left knee for a couple of years little while now, thinking I just needed to work it out. Today I worked it out. I worked it out as I was turning a corner at the preschool.…
Read MoreLet’s Do This!
You see, it’s like this. Todd and I have been talking about getting healthy for a while. Last year I did Weight Watchers for a bit and was fairly successful for the time I was actually on the plan. Once I fell off the wagon, however, I just laid there and watched it roll away.…
Read MoreSame Chapter…
…Different Take This past Wednesday was just another routine oncology appointment. Into the exam room walked a very dapper White Russian. I’ve only ever seen him in his white coat, but the other day he sported a yellow v-neck sweater, a navy and white checked shirt and a yellow tie with stripes in various shades…
Read MoreThe Next Chapter
I am staring at a new chapter of the cancer chronicles. It’s not a bad chapter, precisely, but it has me feeling a little uncomfortable. Or maybe restless. Or maybe I just don’t know what it is I’m feeling. Next week I see my oncologist for my last biannual appointment. That is a great thing.…
Read MoreNoThanks – Day Thirteen
I’m thankful for access to medicines. I had plans for this evening. Plans that included a little housework and a lot of blogging. Instead I came home from work about 15 minutes early with an excruciating headache. The kind of headache that required medicinal intervention and a rest in the bed for 45 minutes or…
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