The Gimp Chronicles: Shade-Stealing Crips: July 2010

Monday, July 26, 2010

The long sunny, it's too damn hot post

I really do hate the heat in Arizona, but having gone to Philadelphia a few weeks ago, I can officially say I think I hate humidity more.

Fortunately Yuma tends to have a whole lot of air-conditioned places, one of which ain't my home. Well, it doesn't seem that way. There's not a lot one can do without an industrial A/C when it's 118 outside-- again. I'm ensconced in my office and still have a fan blowing on me. Libraries and malls tend to get full quickly, as does the Wally-world. A couple of days ago I went to see Despicable Me in 3-D (didn't really need to see it in such, tho, great script), and for some reason right at the beginning it was warm in the theater. Isn't the reason people go to a movie to stay cool? Or did movies get good all of a sudden?

I digress. Despicable Me was very funny and smart, though the attitudinal kids annoyed me some. Most do. The minions, however, were a total blast!Click for Minions!!

That was probably the most social thing I've done lately-- went with Bear and friend n kid. Popcorn was nice, tho got a bit carried away with the white cheddar powder add-on. I don't really get out to flicks much, but netflix is my friend. I've been on all kinds of kicks, from Brit-com to classic. I do love some classic B/W films! So netflix allows me to be realllllly self-indulgent!

OK, still too damn hot but time to pretend other work is important rather than surfing the web. Ta!

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Ocrelizumab-- the final infusion

*insert dramatic music*

earlier today I had my final infusion of my clinical trial.. Was exciting-- well, also because I was watching the World Cup during it, but I've had such a good response to it I'm psyched about the whole idea. So now, for a while I'll be observed and go in for an occasional MRI, until my B cell count goes back to where it was (or up...).

I admit that it could be a little daunting, since I guess as it rises I could have pseudo or actual relapses, but I'm glad I did the trial, for myself and others it might help! I am still in love with my Italian Phd/MD/ Bronze Olympic Medal Winning Neuro and his staff (GO MIA!!!) and the hospital.

The heat in Arizona is still bugging me, but thankfully my teaching is done for the summer and now it's all mostly administrative work. I get to go to PA for a conference July 11-14, so that might be amusing. Work-filled, but amusing! I could totally use a break from the heat-- it was 85 at 630 this AM, and is probably 103-105 right now, 3pm. AIGH!!!!

Hope everyone is coping well, heat or not. Let the dog days begin!!

Sleepy Auggie Doggie

Your humble gimptastic blogger:

Dx with RRMS on January 13, 2009-- interestingly, also one of my brothers' birthday. I'm in (*was in) a clinical trial for Ocrelizumab at present, and have had the first two infusions (August 2009). Before that, I spent 6 months poking myself with an Avonex needle and learning to cope with side effects the first two months. I probably have had MS for about four years, and was diagnosed at first with RA in 2007 , summer. Luckily, in Nov 2008 I hit Vertigo City after asking for a pain management referral, got a neurologist who dared to give me valium and meclizine for vertigo and got me a MRI. I so remember he called me soon after the MRIs were taken, asked me to come in, and explained that the radiologist reading the MRI had panicked and called him, saying 'You have to get her back in!'. He was pretty sanguine, but also told me, "If you were my daughter, I would tell you to take this [MRI] disk and go to the emergency room at Barrow or go to San Diego." I looked at him and basically asked, "Really?" His contention, and I believe him, was that my little podunkia county could not get the team he thought it would take together in less than several months' time, whereas Barrow had everything in one place. He let me know he didn't think it was cancer, that maybe it could be MS, but oh, "you also have a disk protruding right... there." Joy.

Long story short, I went the next day with bear and proceeded to have every bit as exciting and frustrating a diagnosis process as the TV show "House" presents. I believe I had seven doctors in several specialties trying to dx me-- a neuroimmunologist, a neuroncologist, an infectious disease guy, a neurosurgeon, a rheumatologist, and at least two other neuros. Two wanted to biopsy my brain (AHHHH!!), and luckily my hero-MS-doc held them off while I was tested for every conceivable disease. I swear. In the end, after eight days I had one diskectomy in my neck, had given lots of blood, but went home for Xmas. I had to see them four weeks later, and two things happened-- my neurosurgeon said the neck was looking good, and my hero-MS-doc gave me my official diagnosis. Sis, hubby, and myself were there. Thus began the real drama in life.

In regular life I profess English (figure it out), have a large family of four-legged ones, and fiddle on computers. Texas is my home, though I presently am in Arizona exile and really am not fond of the place*. I am grateful in the extreme for Barrow and the docs and staff there, and I don't even mind the 350 mile round trip drive up there. I will not reveal names, but lemme say that my MS doc and his trial coordinator rock the box!

And there you have me.
*Note: this loathing of Arizona is just getting worse (May 2012). **Better note-- I don't live in AZ anymore!