More Drugs, More Drugs

Over sedated? apparently......

Jaundiced? apparently......

Having funny little hallucinations? Not surprising really........

Paracetamol can help me sleep, apparently......

Piriton, an antihistamine, can help me sleep and with my itching, apparently......

Fexofenadine, another antihistamine, can also help me sleep and suppress the itch, apparently.....

Haloperidol, also prescribed for nausea and itch...........

High blood pressure still? Affirmative but under control by using Amlodiprene.

Have you something for my chemo ruined nerve endings? Yes we do and it’s an anti-depressant as well. Double whammy....... Duloxetine.

How about something for my shingles? Yes, Aciclovir. and they seem to work. Only had shingles three times in last four years.

What about my tinnitus? Oh I’m stuck with that.

What about my herniated scar from my last operation? Oh! We'll ignore that.

Ok! Who's going to try to sort out my medication. What a nightmare! I need a medication minder. I know the very person!

Did I mention constipation? Under control by Laxido.

And finally, to help me get to sleep when I need it, Zopiclone.

All of the above pales into insignificance when I start talking about fatigue. Today was a good example. Tricia brings me breakfast in bed. Today was no different. Breakfast tray with water to get my morning meds down so I start with meds, Tropical muesli in orange juice (I know, but I’m probably not the only one that likes this combo) more medication for after breakfast and a brew to wash it all down. A minor variety today....... I threw up my first round of medication. Then to sleep, best sleep so far. Lots of zzzzzzzzzz until about 9:30am. Decide to get organised and get me a cuppa so I get up, get dressed, make the bed, sit in chair, close my eyes, open my eyes, realise time travel is, indeed, real thing. Make my tea for about 11:20am.

Delicious, I really need a rest.

The old world is changing. The new one's on the horizon. But it’s hard not to think “Nero fiddles while Rome burns” or of the musicians of the RMS Titanic all perished when the ship sank in 1912. They played music, intending to calm the passengers, for as long as they possibly could, and all went down with the ship.

Is there a plan B? Can I propose this plan B? The do nothing plan. Is anyone planning on doing nothing? A plan for no plan, plan? Unfortunately it’s not an issue for me anymore but I think I would have tried to do something environmental with some of my time. Every time I went out kayaking I'd bring back some old crap from the river.

On Tuesday morning I managed to turn on my laptop, in the nick of time, only to find my zoom virtual Tuesday Morning Coffee Club information had vanished. So with Lauren’s help (when you get a minute Lauren) you'll be able to log on from the front page on www.itscancernotcovid.com or simply follow this link. Neil BATE is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.

https://us04web.zoom.us/j/9550272972?pwd=VHNzU21iY3AvR1A2TDFCbDFVNFEzUT09

Meeting ID: 955 027 2972

Passcode: 9RktZt

Hopefully I’ll be seeing you on Tuesday

Otherwise Toodle Pip for now.