stole paraphrased this line from Netflix’s STRANGER THINGS but whatever. I want to start doing more weekly blog series and so this is one I just kind of made up because I needed something for Monday and, well, here we are. Right now I sort of anticipate it being a kind of catch-all of things on that have been on my mind or going on in my life. Who knows, maybe this will end up being the only week.
1) SHIT IS GETTIN’ REAL, YO.
My book Running With a Police Escort: Tales from the Back of the Pack is 4 1/2 months away from publication and entering the advanced readers copy stage of things. While fabulous people are getting early access to the book, my editor and I are working on, um, editing the book and making it all prety and perfect for publication. She picked the chapter name font above, which just proves she’s the perfect person to be working on this book.
1a) Four and a half months, holy shit. I really need to start working on that book launch party like I’ve been walking about for weeks.
2) I’ve now been hospital free for three weeks and my new normal is becoming a little more natural. I’m still giving myself twice daily injections of Lovenox but hopefully today will be the last day — I have another appointment at the Coumadin Clinic after work tonight and if my INR levels are the same as they were on Friday, I can stop the shots. Which would be great because they are a) annoying and b) really fucking expensive.
3) Last week I had a follow-up with my vascular surgeon who performed the transcatheter procedure on my DVT and all I can say is I heart him so much. Because of the whole general anesthesia thing, I don’t really remember much of my interactions with him. But now that I’m, y’know, not on drugs he’s pretty awesome. I was telling this to BC over the weekend, but all I pretty much know about surgeons I learned from television where they are often portrayed as the hot shots in the hospital and all pompous and arrogant and he is the exact opposite. He’s also a patient advocate: when he found out how much the Lovenox was costing me, he did a literal facepalm.
I’m supposed to call him tonight or tomorrow after I get my blood checked and if I’m still not where I need to be he’s going to see if we can come up with a Plan B.
4) Which is good, because, as I said, it’s not cheap. It also was a pain in the ass to get it filled by my regular doctor after I ran out of refills on the original script from the hospital. It took two days and four phone calls and me breaking down, sobbing so hard I could barely get the words out, before they actually expedited the order like they said they’d been doing for two days. My doc normally needs 2 – 4 days to call a script in. The Lovenox usually arrives with enough for about 5 days. Which means I basically need to call in a refill as soon as I pick the first set up. Only then, depending on how my INR levels are, I potentially end up with a prescription to pick up that I won’t need. So. Much. Angst.
5) So much angst, in fact, that I think I may have had an anxiety attack earlier this week while trying to get the prescription filled. I don’t know, I’ve never had one before, but it was a very, very scary hour or so where I really had no idea what the fuck was going on and just felt so fucking weird and at one point my face was all flushed, things got blurry for a second, and there were huge yellow spots in my field of vision. It was at that point that I started crying on the phone because I was so worried I wouldn’t get my prescription filled in time.
6) As I have been reminded by friends, I’ve had some pretty hardcore shit happen to me as of late. My friend Missy thinks short term counseling might be a good idea. I’m looking into that. I’ve never really dealt with my anxiety in any real way, this seems like as good a time as any.
7) Oh yeah, I also have a follow-up with my bone doctor today about my ankle. Y’know, the ankle that started this whole mess three and a half months ago. I’ve been wearing an air cast for a couple of weeks now and because of the hospital and his schedule, I’m coming in about a week and a half later than he first said so, who knows. Maybe my ankle will be all magically healed.
8) Dealing with this has been tricky because I need to get up and walk around often because of the blood clot, but I’m also still dealing with a fractured ankle. Awkward. It’s sort of like with my diet: I want to maintain a healthy, well-balanced diet but because of the blood thinners the nurse said no dark, leafy green veggies until I get my INR levels to 2 since Vitamin K can counteract the meds. Once my levels are okay we’ll work on reintroducing them but for now, that means no salads, none of my green smoothies, all of that good stuff, which means that whole healthy well-balanced diet is tricky, to say the least.
9) In other news, my fabulous FitBloggin friend Meredith was in town this weekend visiting family! We had breakfast on Saturday and walked around the Coventry neighborhood. I’m a west sider and Coventry is out east so I don’t get out there very often but it’s one of my favorite neighborhoods so I was more than happy to have an excuse to cross the river.
10) Also, on the subject of coffee, HOW AWESOME IS MY NEW MUG?!
Love from the ashes,