So I’ve had this upset stomach all week.
My mom has a patient who was also on Xeloda (the chemo pill) for a long time, and she told mom that she started using Prilosec and other antacids to help keep her upset stomach under control. So I called my doctor’s RN today to ask if this would be a possible solution for me, because the anti-nausea meds just aren’t doing the trick.
RN: “Oh dear. We usually give patients on Xeloda a prescription for Prilosec. We might have forgot in your case. I’ll send the prescription to the upstairs pharmacy and you can pick it up today.”
Worked like a charm!!! Sure wish they would have remembered to put me on it in the first place! Sigh. The medical system strikes again.
But for some good news . . . I had another PT appointment today. And as she walked next to me down the hall, my PT reminded me that when I first came in, I had to sit with my leg out to the side because the hip hurt too much to bring it in line with the other one. And now I can do leg swings that cross over the opposite leg. Something which would have been totally impossible in the beginning. She’s so good for my morale. She notices and points out how much improvement I really have made – which is great when I’m struggling day to day and don’t notice it myself.
She wants me to stop using my cane. Ummmmm . . . are you sure I’m ready for that?????? I haven’t walked regularly without some sort of walking aid since last August – and I’m a little nervous. It’s become my safety blanket (or crutch, one might say . . . ha). Admittedly, I don’t ever use it around the apartment anymore, and I even have days where I forget it when I go out. But I normally have it with me, and it feels like a BIG GIANT STEP to give it up.
I can do it, though. I know I can. I’ve walked 26 and 1/2 years without it so far, and I will walk the next several decades without it again.
One step at a time.
