Long time since I posted, and that's mainly because non-myeloma health issues have rather taken over these last few weeks. First there;'s that rather nasty fall a few weeks ago. Although the black eye is now almost gone (thanks to lots of arnica gel, which I think has helped), my confidence on foot is nowhere near back to where it was. I do not want another experience like that one! So my daily step count is way down, I've abandoned the Nordic walking in the corridors as too risky for the time being, and I'm barely going outside without a walker or two sticks - or making more use of the scooter which is all very well for fresh air but does nothing for exercise. I need to get back to more movement again but with the temperatures starting to go autumnal the longer walks in the park etc. are less attractive. And of course my boules sessions once or twice a week have been cancelled more often than not since the fall. None of that helps, but it's just a bad patch I need to get through.
The other thing is that I've developed what I think is best described as an ischeo-gluteal bursa - that's a swollen cyst-like lump on my left hip bone, right at the point you sit on. And as I naturally tend to sit with more of my weight on that side, that's been something of a problem. I first noticed a bit of a lump there a few months ago but it didn't cause much problem apart from a bit of pain when sitting, but two or three weeks ago it got bigger and more sore and tender and very painful when sitting, so obviously something had to be done. Last week at my 4pm chemo when the nurse asked the usual "How have you been this week?" question I told her, she had a look and immediately decided to call in a doctor from haematology, consult my consultant, and send me straight off to A&E.
Consultant decided to cancel the treatment (a Velcade-only day) because of possible infection complications, and I got wheeled off to A&E, Sue following on foot. We waited, I got poked and prodded by various people in between waiting some more, and eventually got seen by a couple of docs from Surgery who decided that it needed draining and they could do it straight away under a local anaesthetic, or next day with a general. I decided to go for straight away.
The anaesthetic injection wasn't exactly fun, but it worked. They did the job, dressed the wound, gave me some antibiotics, and we got home 11:15pm. Oh well...
That was last Wednesday. Today (Saturday night) still a little pus drainage going on but manageable, and I've got past the "no soap, water only!" stage, thank the lord. And this week we start the next chemo cycle with Dara and Velcade, and I hope everything else will be back to normal. Whatever that is these days.
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