Multiple Myeloma

7-14-14

"Friday the 13th" came a day late at our house, but it stormed in yesterday. 

I began the day with my weekly steroid pills, the reason for which I forget.  I do recall the possibility of being overly active for a while and I must have had a bit of that.  I decided to go to the golf course at Meridian Hills to watch son-in-law Jeff with his host, Andy and my Ole Buddy Phil with his son-in-law Mike playing in different flights, both teams doing well.  Jim Hess provided a cart and I bounced around to see how the teams were doing.  After about three hours of watching them and visiting with others, I decided to return home for my daily nap, hoping to return if either or both won their flight with the result being participation in the "shoot out" the culmination of the Timberman member - guest tournament.  They both won - I did not return.

Instead, I was barely able to crawl off the bed after my nap - severe pain in my upper right side.  After talking with Tammy of HOI, we decided I should go to St. V's ER to determine the cause.  They found it - I have a fractured rib, upper fight.  Since the only cure for cracked and fractured ribs is time. ER kicked me out with a prescription for Hydrocodone (the poor mans Vicodin) - when looking for those pills at home after getting the script filled, Mary Ann said she had swallowed all of them - she probably needs them.

When the doctor at ER asked if I had recently injured that side,  I said "No" forgetting that weeks ago I had tried to lift a log from the front woods, a log even Noah (my neighbor who now does my heavy lifting) might have struggled to move.  I have from time-to-time noticed a bit of pain upper right.  I may have finished the break running around the golf course.  Whatever, now I am worthless around the house - at least I have an excuse.  I did find a position for sleep, but getting out of bed was more than a little painful.  I don't know how long Mary Ann will be able to help me dress!

When she was not at ER with me, Karen has been trying to activate a replacement box for the TV on our sun porch,  following the instructions, she called Comcast and after hours of trying to get a human, as directed, she never got one.  I tried to help, no such luck.  Between us Karen and I were on hold for more than 4 hours, still no activation.  We may need to consider alternatives to Comcast.

Mary Ann was cleaning the porch floor after dog Kato accidents.

Another blood test 7-19, then see Dr. Milton again on 7-25.  Maybe we will get a better feeling for where we are with Multiple Myeloma, but he probably will pass on ribs and dogs.

I continue to be "whatever will be, will be" but we will see how that goes after a full day of not only no heavy lifting, but no lifting at all.

Peace.