The 2nd & 3rd; It is just relentless.
The 2nd of October. It is just relentless. Doesn't stop. Don't know what time I fell asleep. It was after Daddy got home, past one.
Everything hurts. Both shoulders, all of my back, my ribcage. The only way I can suppress it is to lean forward, but that makes my back pain even worse. Thank god I'm seeing the pain doctor tomorrow.
I went to St. Giles today to get a new compression garment. I met Jane, who is the one that works with Anne Dancey. She looked at a few different sizes, but actually the first one fitted. I'm not loving it - I forgot how squeezy they are. I've got to ring them in a few days if it's okay and they'll get the GP to organise a spare one for me.
Henrietta is going today. She is not getting any happier here, so Shaki is going to take her back to the colony from whence she came. She's well now, and has been spayed so can't get pregnant again, so this is the best thing for her. She is not destined to be a pet.
The 3rd of October.
My chest quietly rumbles on. If I'm not coughing, I'm burbling away.
I think I had a slightly better night - I don't think it took me quite so long to fall asleep. Not that it's helped much. Still just coughing up phlegm all day long. It's funny, the cough is so loudly phlegmy, yet people still offer me water like lack of moisture is the problem. It is quite blatantly not a dry cough. It happened while I was waiting to be called through in pain clinic this afternoon. Like I will drink the water and be like HALLELUJAH YOU HAVE CURED ME!
Speaking of pain clinic, Dr. Blaney does agree that steroid injections are the next step, as any stronger drugs are all opiates that will probably affect my breathing. However, he doesn't want to do those until we know why my white cell count is consistently high. I get it - if we introduced infection into my spinal fluid, that would be a problem. So now we have to badger the secretary of the immunology doctor, and she's not back until Thursday.