For some reason, it hasn’t bothered me until just now. But I’m cleaning up my desk now, getting ready to head to the doctor’s to get this lump on my back checked out, and suddenly I’m nervous about it. As if anything is going to get in the way of this charmed life of mine.
Wish I’d asked The Prof to go with me.
I get sidetracked more easily than a Conrail freight train making local deliveries. I originally wanted to title this entry “Living in Interesting Times”. I think that may be too long for the display, though, so I haven’t made up my mind if I’m going to truncate it to “Interesting Times” or not. Maybe I’ll…
I’ve been off the Halobetasol for over a week now. We still don’t know if the new eruptions are spread of the CTCL or if they’re a reaction to the steroid cream. I’ve had several doctor’s appointments yesterday and today, and one was to Dr. Fell. He rebiopsied me in the area of one of…
Yeah, I’m still here. I mostly just lurk at the moment – making the circle to my usual diary haunts without leaving much in the way of comments. For anyone who’s wondering, sorry about the stealth mode, but my brain seems to be short-circuiting when I try to go into response mode. I really do…
My company has a very active safety office. My work environment is quite dangerous, and we do everything we can to keep accidents to a minimum. To keep everyone’s safety awareness at maximum, a “Picture of the Week” is hung in the main lobby. The pictures usually come from the Navy’s Safety Center web site….
Which Internal Organ are you? Find out at willaston’s lounge! When I was answering those I was absolutely positive I’d get a different answer from yours.
The paracentesis was a bit of a disappointment today – we only got 3.3 liters of fluid out this time. Granted, that was enough to change me from a beached humpback to a beached grey whale, but it’s hard to feel grateful for it. We had a little trouble with bleeding this time too, which…