Things just goin in circles here like a rabbit runnin around a stump.
I forget all the reasons, but Keytruda may have popped my kidney on the lip. So to help heal it, they wanna give me steroids. But steroids make me diabetic. Anyway, it's stable.
Went to see a GP today I was going to in the Days Before Cancer, she looked at my kidney function, said: "It's not that bad," and ordered me some insulin and a glucose meter.
Then I get a text from Oncologist who wants to admit me so they can feed me steroids and insulin at the same time. To which I replied:
No. Please no. Just no. I got shows I already paid to be in, when people spend money, hospitals are cold bright and noisy, and I ain't sick, I can give myself insulin or we can do some outpatient deal don't put me in that cold noisy hospital, and YOU KNOW there'll be some busybody hospital doctor who won't let me go until my jacked-up blood pressure drops to some number it hasn't been in a year DON'T TELL ME TO RELAX and who's gonna feed the animals while I'm freezin in that icy waste tryin to relax my ass to freedom?
So she said maybe not. We'll see. I am supposed to meet her Thursday inside the UAB mega-complex. Need to go online and find blueprints of the interstitials in case it turns into a game of Escape Room.