It's been 70 days since i recorded that i have a cough. I am so tired of it. I am trying to avoid predicting a future i cannot know: well, i should not use the word "never". Instead, past performance indicates I am likely to get better. And, it's plausible I will feel as fit as i did a year ago in the future. This is a flare, the nurse practitioner said, after i realized i could belly breathe with no coughs but if i breathed "deeply" with the top of my chest, woo, spasm away. This is typical, that laughing and talking and moving trigger coughs, she said. I knew it was a flare, i didn't doubt it is a flare, but it is nice to have confirmation. And she did blood draws to just make sure it wasn't something else like the respiratory whatsist
But no prednisone. Instead "Advair 500-50 Diskus", which i was warned might be a fight with my insurer, but - HA- won't get that far because "Your Rx xxx4XXX is not available from the manufacturer. Please call 919-9XX-0XXX for next steps. "
And i should take the albuterol 3x a day.
Also, yay, antibiotics, which shocked me, but maybe i'm trusted to follow directions and finish the meds. I think this is so if any bacteria come along looking at my common cold ravaged immune system, they'll be slapped down before they can get a toe hold.
I've read a novel, the best way to keep me in my seat. Jenny Schwartz's Astray, with four more to read. Amazon wants to sell me all of the rest at once, but that's a recipe for not getting any sleep.
I did start Edith Wharton's Ghosts, which were interesting but just not what i am (ever?) in the mood for. I couldn't quite understand the end of the one about the eyes, with odd feel of the Portrait of Dorian Grey about it.
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Yay no prednisone!
Of Edith Wharton I have read only the uncharacteristic Ethan Frome, as a high school assignment. Which might be why I didn't take to her. Or part of the reason.
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I hope the meds help!