This was a very bewildering day-- 27 April 2020. Diary: Worked hard on 2014 and 2015 Blog getting out Ornery People articles [so I could have the book before I died]. Talked to lawyers in Los Osos and made appoint about wills [having made holograph wills already before driving up to Stanford to see the ocular oncologists]. At 12 call from [Great Local Doctor, after 12 tests to rule out possibilities]. Probability that this could all be Valley Fever. Prescription by mouth--[anti-fungal drug]. [4 pills a day--off to Rite Aid] But eye? Things unresolved. Maybe Reprieve or even a Pardon. Still--[by afternoon] I am on Fluconazone 4 pills a day---Maybe no cancer (except in the eye?) Maybe I am not about to die. Told [xxxxx] when she called. She said she was sure I wasn't dying. [Called 2 people I had given the bad news to yesterday. Ooops?] The Eye is the problem now. I was preparing to die. I was rushing through 2011-2015 in blog [finding Ornery People articles]. How to get biopsy of eye? Much confusion. MAYBE I WILL LIVE YEARS LONGER. MAYBE I WILL SAVE MY RIGHT EYE--MAYBE. One of the worst nights of my life. Terrible Night--will [local oncologist] step up to the job?
Late on 28 April 2020--"Crazy but I am feeling that the eye is a little better from the 8 pills. Maybe I can sleep tonight." [The oncologists said, No, No, the pills are not helping you. I knew better. The eye lesion took 5 months to close, but after the first week I could read.]
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