And I was doing so well! I woke up this morning to a swollen arm. Yesterday I called my doctor about all the fluid retention I was having, and after assuring him it was not localized to one extremity, he said I could try and move it around, elevate, and just wait. But this morning only my left arm was swollen and it was clear that his fear of a DVT (deep vein thrombosis) was more of a reality. An ER visit showed a clot in the axillary vein where my PICC line was placed. So they pulled out the line, put me on blood thinners, and we will decide what to do next when I see my oncologist on Tuesday. The more I read, the more I think that I will want to have that clot (which won't go away with only blood thinners, it just stops them from getting bigger) dealt with more aggressively. I don't know how often they do this, they say they reserve it for the young and healthy, and those with longer than a year life expectancy. I kind of think I fit the criteria. Right now my arm is uncomfortably swollen and I've been told to take it easy till I see my doctor. This is very hard when the steroids in me want to get up and do. Josh brought up the TV from the basement to my bedroom tonight. We have netflixs and some local stations, and I think that will be enough to keep me down for a couple of days.
This year has not yet been what I had imagined. I was determined to try and keep a daily blog, just to remind myself of all the good little things I experience. I hope to get there soon. Health is such a blessing, I feel like I would do anything for a little of it right now.