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Positively Ominous Week

Monday, September 24, 2007


Back to back all day seminars, one in a different time zone, equals no time for blogging. Here I am now though with a wicked cold that’s going around – complete with chills and headache and tons of flowing snot. Charming.

The day has been filled with ominous good news such as our big client at SageRock brings in over 40% of our income. Yikes. Time to diversify. In other weirdly good yet off-putting news, I finally have an official diagnosis for my 10-year-long problem. Ready?

Lupus! Hooray Lupus!

I am happy enough to throw a party actually. Ever since getting a Rheumatologist 2 years ago, I’d been inching my way towards a diagnosis. The doctor has been hedging bets based on some kind of symptom vs. blood work equation only he knows about. So, he liked Rheumatoid at first when both my ankles and knees were swollen. Then after the Plaquenil got my sed rates back in order he labeled it as “Lupus-y.” Then after some crystal clear blood work last winter he said, “Well you clearly have some kind of inflammatory condition.”

But the blood work fresh in from my last visit has Lupus written all over it, evidently, even though my symptoms are vague and mild. How about that Doctor? He favors blood work for diagnosis, I guess. So he says Lupus that presents a bit like Rheumatoid. He says his peeps call it Rupus.

Cute. I’m not telling people that. I’m not telling people (you people aside) anything because I risk turning into one of those older ladies who speaks of nothing but her latest prescription’s side effects. Already three paragraphs spent.

posted by Rocky
2:12 PM

1 Comments:

Blogger tyra said...

the old ladies are boring b/c it's just a contest to see whose list is longer & whose prescribing-physician is cuter.

better question is (anytime) rather than what are the details, how are you thinking about them? what do they mean in your head?

September 26, 2007 at 4:05 AM  

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