|Annual Christmas tree hunt on the farm.|
With one dose, the seething pain in my back and left side completely dissipated. I’ve been off the 50mg for a week now and the pain has remained gone. It was likely my body once again getting used to the Revlimid ramping things up after being off of it for a week while my rash cleared.
|The perfect tree.|
Likely it’s some kind of virus that my body needs to ride out. However, because I’ve been through what I’ve been through, we always have to be ultra cautious regarding my compromised immune system. I am still on a 10mg Prednisone course, which lowers my defenses even more. In I went to see good ‘ol Dr. Dailey at Hartford Hospital. I had to get routine bloodwork done anyway and it was a chance to fill him in on how my treatment is going. The cold actually came with good timing as I already had the appointment scheduled. He hooked me up with a z-pack antibiotic that should kick this along with lots of tea, lemon water, and rest.
|Yes, that is crusty fried cheese dangling off the burger.|
His name is Brodie. He’s a four-month-old black lab/shepherd mix who they rescued from a local shelter where he landed after traveling from another shelter in West Virginia. I cuddled him and told him that I love him. His fur is super shiny and soft and his eyes are wide and expressive: true “puppy dog eyes.”
Sammy was sniffing me all up and down when we got home from my parents like a wife checking for lipstick stains on her cheating husband’s collar. My mom and I will get them together for a meet-and-greet this week. I’m sure they’ll be best buds after they butt sniff and paw at each other for a bit. Sammy will quickly teach him her wild ways. Maybe Brodie will finally be the one to teach her how to walk on a leash.