Another Day, Another Dollar (or three)

Sorry I haven't put up a blog post in a while. Last week was, shall we say, an icky week for me. The tummy was not cooperating. At all. I tended to be a lump on the couch under the afghan groaning a lot. This week I'm doing much better.

I started acupuncture last week. Ever since my first trip to Portland last fall, I've been wanting to go outside my comfort zone and try some chinese medicine treatments, and after Dave nagged me for a couple of months, I finally made an appointment at a clinic in Moscow. The needles don't hurt when they go in, much, but its been an interesting experiment for me. Mostly because there seems to be somewhat of a correlation between the acupuncture treatments, and my stomach going, um, yucky. The 24 hours after each appointment I have had the worst stomach problems! Its possible that my body, since its been in poor shape for a while, is rebelling against attempts to realign the whatevers that acupuncture realigns. Or it could be just wacky coincidence. I'm thinking its part of the acupuncture. I have another appointment on Wednesday. I'll keep ya posted.

Thursday I start the Ipilumamab (is that how you spell it???) treatment at the Oregon Clinic. I fly into Portland early Thursday, and fly back home that afternoon. I'm not sure what to expect, so I'm hoping I don't have an immediate response to the treatment. Flying by myself and feeling like crap is never a good thing. Everyone keep their fingers crossed that this treatment does the trick!

Other than that, not much is going on. The weather has been beautiful here for the past week. When I wasn't lying under a blankie on the couch groaning, I was on the deck lying on a lounger reading a book, groaning a little in the shade. Ah.

Cheryl