The 24th of October.
Well, here’s a weird new development; part of my lower arm has gone numb. When I touch it, it feels like it would if I had had local anaesthetic put in. Just dead.
I rang the lymphoedema nurses to see if they thought it was because of the new compression garment. They said probably not, but to take the sleeve off for a day or two, and see if it changes. So far, it’s still exactly the same. I have to ring them on Thursday to let them know but I’m pretty convinced it’s something internal. I might email Anne Dancey as well to see what she thinks because Andrew is unavailable as it’s half term.
This afternoon, I was at the hospital for Dr. Richter’s clinic. I didn’t see her, but one of her colleagues, Dr. Antrobus. He wanted to know about my infection history, so I tried to run him through the significant ones. Most of the discussion revolved around the pneumonia this year and the e. coli/klebsiella/sepsis debacle of 2013. He has ordered a couple of blood tests to look at my levels of antibodies and what pathogens I’m immune to. He thinks there probably isn’t any treatment that they would give to reduce the white cell count, and he’s going to write to everyone concerned to basically say that it may well just be one of those things and they should just accept it and give me what I need.
The 25th of October.
Having so much bizarre shit go on with my body has made me more neurotic than I think is normal. I emailed Anne this morning to see if she had any ideas, with a photo indicating the affected area. She had some very specific thoughts (including technical medical language) and thinks I need to see Andrew asap. I then emailed his secretary with what she said, and she is so patient with me, bless her. I am sure I am a nuisance but having been dealing with this for over ten months, I just feel I have to push all the time. She and the appointments lady are on the case and as soon as Andrew is back he will see all the emails and I’m sure there will be discussions.
This afternoon, I have been doing Christmas crochet and watching The Blacklist. I am nearing the end of the first season now so it’s all getting rather tense.