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You know the old saying "with beauty comes wisdom." I did'nt get that wrong now did I? :) frank
Last Thursday at dusk I was pruning a very tall Brugmansia plant, otherwise known as a tree datura. Now daturas are beautiful, seductive plants with sweetly aromatic blossoms; they are also close kin to Jimson Weed and wildly psychoactive on ingestion. Injestion? Well, the joke's definitely on me. I've never been fool enough to try eating this poisonous beauty, but I did try bending one of the branches back to make an easier cut. Bam! It recoiled like a snake and struck me full force on the jaw, sending me flying. When I picked myself off the ground there was blood everywhere. Luckily the evil tree datura missed my jugular by an inch or so, but necks are tender places and the outpouring was impressive. I nearly passed out several times.
A whole evening was spent in the emergency room. They glued the wound together, but the durn thing prompty opened on the way home and resumed its gushing. Back to emergency, this time for stitches. I was more than a little worried about being impaled by a poisonous branch, but since my liver remained quiet and I wasn't hallucinating, I figured it was okay.
Had a pleasant weekend, in spite of it. Sunday night I was drifting off to sleep and suddenly felt my throat closing and my breathing become labored. Wasn't concerned, being used to the ways of riba, but my attitude changed the next day when the symptoms continued to increase. Did diagnostic tests all afternoon and the EKG came back as slightly abnormal. I was sent off to emergency, where everyone went into high cardiac alert. Some moron turned me black and blue trying to insert an IV, more blood was taken--the 4th draw that day, and an overly tight blood pressure monitor turned my right hand dark purple. In the midst of this circus I had to take my regular interferon shot! THEN they refused to release me and insisted that I be monitored overnight. Blood pressure was 190 over 100, which come to think of it makes perfect sense, given the circumstances.
Off to a hospital room, where they kept me up til 2:30 am taking information I had just given several times earlier just a few yards away in emergency....this after the intereron, so you know all I wanted to do was get warm and sleep. It was incredibly noisy, sleeping was nearly impossible, I was awakened several times for blood draws, and then I had to plead with them in the a.m. to bring me some dairyfat to take the riba with, which they didn't want me to take because the drug had come with me from home....they wanted to administer it from their pharmacy, but of course the pharmacy didn't have any riba on hand. An argument ensued.... And because I had been registered as a cardiac patient I had been put on a non-fat diet, naturally, and the nurses were reluctant to break protocol. THEN it turns out that even the few tablespoons of milk were too much--I had been scheduled for a stress test (unbeknownst to them, until I informed them) and wasn't allowed further food or liquid until it was completed. That didn't happen until 1:30 pm, and I have to admit that I started letting the nursing staff know just what I thought about it all....
I ran out of breath halfway through the stress test, which was otherwise normal. The administering doctor did not seem to know very much about interferon/riba effects and seemed surprised that a few hours without hydration could affect me so much.
I finally got released from jail at 6 pm, bruised, freaked out and given a totally clean bill of health. I nearly kissed the floor when I got home. Many hours later, I noticed that another large bruise was starting to develop right over the area of the thyroid, several inches south of the stitches. This is where the pain had first presented. Hmmmm..... In fact, the entire windpipe was starting to turn black and yellow. Oh no! So that was it all along, tissue swelling as a result from the love kick from the evil tree datura. Absolutely unbelievable.
Two more shots left and I'm going to TRY to spend these next two weeks as uneventfully as possible. Maybe with the covers pulled tightly over my head.
p.s. Please be careful around datura plants and stay out of the hospital. Both are very dangerous to your health.
Heal-lady-heal! frank
I swear, when people say tx is a roller coaster ride, you took it literally. Two shots left, relax and stay away from open flames, yard debris, moving objects, sharp objects, cars, wild animals, or anything that might possibly bring you harm!! Be careful with the last two needles also by the way.
Sorry, just could not resist.
But I am glad that your journey has almost come to and end. You have endured so much, yet always kept up your humor and put a smile on my face. I only have 8 shots left, and tommorrow will make 7. I might be extending though. ALT's have never normalized, so have spoke with a few different Dr's and have mixed advice. Mid August my wife pulled a favor and has me meeting with Dr Schiff. He has my entire file and is gonna be my final word. Two of his partners already told me not to extend, but my administering PA wants me to do 90mcg of Peg alone for 6 months to a year. She wants histological improvement of the liver. She has been pushing my wife on this also, but leaves the decision up to me.
I'm gonna put it into the hands of Schiff, and follow his recommendations.
So I might be stepping up my game a little and following in the footsteps of you and many others that have upped the game against HCV. I might be enduring tx for an extended duration.
I look at it as a one time deal. I'm not looking to make a carreer out of tx, one time and kill this freekin dragon dead. You know, the Bam Bam therapy.. Well I wanna keep throwing it around I guess.
Stay safe my dear, and pull up them covers!!
but keep in touch - you're almost there and i dont think things can get much worse than what you just went thru...
luvya
<3 michelle
casts, stitches and what else you have not told us about?
this is PTRR talking to you! (post traumatic riba rage)!
see in you in two weeks...
Okkk,,,Look at the prize!! SVR,,SVR,,,SVR,,,
Take Care Lady!
Carpedi, I'm going to look for the Collier story. Funny, I'm right in the middle of Stephen Harrod Buhner's _The Lost Language of Plants_. He's a bit of a Gaia guy, though, and tends to downplay their love of expletives and rough play....