The 26th & 27th; Changed our minds.

December 28, 2016

The 26th of December. 

Changed our minds. Cancel the steroids – we have a new theory. We still think my mouth is GvHD, and so ring up the dental hospital first thing on Wednesday, but we’re less site about my feet – we now think it might be a condition called erythromelalgia, which can be caused by high platelets (I have bucketloads of them). We might go to the QE after the dental hospital and until then, carry on with cold water and elevation. 

I spent the whole morning in my pyjamas, then when I did finally get dressed, I put on my very soft new trousers and have had a very comfortable, cosy day. Except for all the pain. 

At lunch (Nigel Slater’s festive sausage roll), I just looked at it and thought I might cry. Just feeling so shit, and I really don’t know what the reason or solution is. If the pain team are required I am not hopeful, as I’m still waiting to hear from them about my back. I need an alternative to gabapentin, a drug for nerve pain that won’t impact upon my breathing. 

This afternoon has just meant sitting in front of the films on BBC1. Tonight is the last ever proper Bake Off and it think I will weep salty tears into my Christmas cake. 

The 27th of December. 

Changed our minds again. My feet have been so much better today and don’t know if that’s because the steroids are treating GvHD, or if it’s just the anti-inflammatory effect they have. Anyhow, I took the pred again today. I’m not sure about tomorrow, apart from definitely ringing up the dental hospital, because my tongue needs injecting. 

I spent all of my morning writing up my Christmas Day post, then after lunch, I went to the kitty room to watch an episode of The OA and see if I could work out which kitten is still doing dodgy poos. We have been taking shifts to watch them, but haven’t been able to work it out yet. 

I left when Daddy came in to watch The Grand Tour (I know, but I can’t stop him), and Mommy and I watched the Big Fat Quiz of the Year. Now we hear Richard Adams and Carrie Fisher have died. I wonder who is left for 2016 to take from us. Just finish, then everyone can stop dying and everything will be fine.