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Needham!

I had a CT scan last week and the results came back today-- everything okay. Nothing changed, not even Fabian (the annoying enlarged lymph node). I am amemic, though. And worse, dehydrated.
I've been making really bad decisions lately, and been EXHAUSTED which should have been obvious things, but they weren't. I've had awful cramping and reflux and NEVER using the bathroom... I went to my gastroenterologist on friday and she said "think of your body like the big dig: one thing shuts down and the whole thing follows." LOVELY.
Anyway, so she said it was dehydtration- I went to my oncologist today and asked for fluids- I got 2 bags, which takes about an hour each, though they spread it out today, and I have no desire to use the restroom. I was even drinking while I was there. Yup. Dehydrated.
Oh, you want to hear about my bad decisions, don't you. FINE. So today, I got on the shuttle bus to the wrong hospital. And last week, I got on the wrong train. Easy mistake, maybe. But it goes like this.
You're waiting for the Stoughton train.
The conductor says "Needham!" and your brain says, "That's your train!"
I was on the train about 5 minute and would have ended up in Needham had the conductor not said "This is not the Stoughton train."
Slowly my brain says, "Wait, that's the train we want to be on. This must not be our train..."
Stupid brain!
My oncologist, who cleared me to go back to work full time--in writing--was genuinely surprised that I'm back to work full time. "So, you worked 3 months part time, right?" "Ah, no, it was a month." I told him I'm really, really tired, and he said "Well, yes, you're working full time." ARRGHGHGH.
I saw my chemotherapy nurse, who has been out on maternity leave though, and it was great to talk to her. She said the effects of chemo hit your body six months to a year after the last treatment. A-HA! So that definitely explains some of my mistakes. I'm better and better all the time, but still expect myself to be 100% (I know, I've been saying this for months!)
Anyway, I think I'm conducting myself well at work. I seem to save my big mistakes for non-work things, which I suppose is a good thing. But if you get a random call from New Jersey from me asking for a ride, you'll know something went haywire again. :)

posted by Jen at 6:48 PM