It has been an event filled week. I did PT’s twice this, and blew off today’s I just didn’t feel up to it. Nothing serious, but I had some early morning things to do, and mostly ran out of time. But the 2 PT’s I did do were quite good. For the most part I am still running at a 3 level. No days far enough below 3 to say 2 anything, and no days good enough to say 3.5.
Last week I had a chest x-ray, I had that because I have been having panic attacks whenever I have been required to have a CT-scan. Anyway Wednesday of this week I had a follow-up with the infectious disease doctor. At this follow-up it was insisted that I have a CT-scan, and if necessary they would prescribe the necessary meds to calm me down enough for me to tolerate the test. The doctor told me that the x-ray I had the previous week showed a “spot” in the center of my left lung. I was advised that the CT-scan was necessary to make a more accurate diagnosis. The doctor went on to say that they would order the necessary “drug” to help me thru the experience. The doc said they would schedule, the CT-scan, and call me later in the day.
They didn’t call, I was in a bit of a stir all evening, but managed to get thru the night. The next morning (the 25th and my BDAY) I was back in the office for my monthly infusion treatment. I was met immediately by my doctor, and ushered right into a treatment room. The doc said they had good news and bad news. Apparently there was a mix up, the x-ray report that she told me about the day before, when she was so frantic, was in fact NOT mine, but had been miss filed into my record. That my lungs were fine and there was no need for a CT-scan. Apparently that person shared the 10/25 as a birthday, and apparently their last name was William which is my 1st name. That was the good news, the bad news apparently was for Mr. William, and my heart goes out to him and his family.
The monthly infusion went fine and only took 5 1/2 hours. The nurse needed only one stick to find a good vein for the IV.
Thanks for taking the time to read my journal. — Bill