I was readmitted to the hospital on Tuesday. It's not a ig deal, nothing major. As you know my immune system is around 0 right now because of the mylotarg that I had so I'm at a huge risk for infections. One of the ways the body responds to having no immune system is to run fevers to try to cook out any bugs that might try to enter the body. This fever without a cause is called a neutropenic fever, and lucky me, I just happened to be in clinic while I was running a neutropenic fever of 101.4 so they admitted me torun cultures to see if I had an infection and administer antibiotics to make sure any potential infections didn't get out of control.
Naturally my fever stopped two hours after I was admitted and I haven't had one since. Figures! So I've just been hanging out here catching up with the wonderful nurses. Provided I don't run a fever in the next twelve hours they'll release me tomorrow. Short and sweet, that's how I like it.
I was really upset to be readmitted to the hospital, obviously. It felt like another step backward. But luckily it was short and I didn't have an infection and I can put it behind me. Actually, it was nice to be in a social environment again. I know all the nurses, they all wanted to say hi and see how I'm doing, some of my favorite staffers came by to see me. It's kind of like the old Cheers theme song "you wanna go where everybody knows your name." That's what the hospital is like for me. How sad is that!!! But I do think it was good for my spirit to be around people. Gave me a recharge for the next approximately 40 days before I can go out again.
It was also really helpful because I got to work intensively with the dietician on my eating issues. We changed my insulin schedule so that I adjust it based on my blood glucose and what I'm planning to eat, so that should help me manage my glucose levels better. She kept emphasizing that I can eat whatever I want as long as I'm counting the carbs and taking the correct dose of insulin. Pasta and ice cream all day long for me!!!
My mom pointed out to me yesterday that it's been about two months since I've been able to eat normally. First I was sick from chemo, then I had the mouth sores, then I couldn't taste anything, then I had the gut GVHD, and then I had this glucose problem. Two months without normal eating is actually a huge deal. I'm really glad that I'll be able to get back to some semblance of normal now.
Otherwise things are good. My mood is pretty good these days. I'm thinking about the future and coming up with some plans and listening to good music and figuring out ways to occupy my time. So things are good, and I hope that the next post will be from home.