Wednesday, April 25, 2007

June 11, 2007: Proteethius Unbound

They need to take impressions for retainers and remove the braces at appointments that are one week apart from each other. Since Mondays in May are rather spoken for, I will have to wait until June 4th to have the impressions made, and June 11th to have the bands taken off.

I plan to go to Famous Dave's for ribs and corn on the cob. Anyone care to join?

Also, I saw the dermatologist yesterday, who agreed that the first batch of creams was insufficient ("You should be way more dried out than that"), so I now have a cream that combines an antibiotic with 5% benzoyl peroxide, and a cream that is a stronger retinoid than the one I've been using. I am to use the antibiotic cream all over my face and scalp twice daily, and the retinoid at night only on my face.

They were doing "patient appreciation" at the dermatologist's office (the lab area was doing a bingo promotion for staff...it must be Wacky Activity Week at the hospital, or something), and I was invited by the checkin lady to help myself to some snacks and goodies. They had fun size candies, cookies, donuts, coffee, bottled water, and fruit. So help me, I really wanted an apple, but I will have to wait for that. I was then asked to fill out a "patient satisfaction" survey. Sure, bribe us with cookies THEN ask us how happy we are...devious. My cookies were pretty good, though. I was satisfied.

At my infusion, I discovered that my Decadron dose has been cut in half. I feel pretty good today, so hopefully will not have horrific symptoms and nausea. Brian called me at the appointment and brought carryout from Wendy's to my infusion. The nurses all got jealous and were wistful about the Wendy's at the hospital being closed down.

Baxter was a little spastic when we got home, but settled down eventually. He did an awesomely clever housetraining thing: he pulled his wee pad out of the crate downstairs, and then peed on THAT instead of on the carpet. (We had taken him out recently, but I guess when you gotta go, you gotta go.) We have a genius puppy! Now if only we could convey to him that chewing on hands/feet/wires/curtains/furniture is a bad idea. We should have named him Proteethius.

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