A few days before Halloween I completely weaned off the steroids, but then the withdrawl symptoms kicked in: nausea, chills, and at one of my ordinary appointments with Dr. Oncologist she caught me with a fever of 100.7 She claimed that fevers are not a normal part of the dexamethasone withdrawl symptoms, so she admitted me to the hospital with a fever of unknown origin; I had a chest x-ray and a Ct scan to explore whether or not I had an infection lurking in my body. I did not. I almost had an MRI, too, but Bob from transport saved me from it by being the first person to ask me if I had any metal or shunts in my body. I said why yes Bob (I have a ventricle shunt that needs to be reset after an MRI). So instead of tranporting me down to MRI he left my room to bring the shunt news to the doctors on my behalf. I heart Bob from transport!
I did have an MRI in Iowa City recently, which suggested that Neil is dead, and Lloyd's shoreline is angry/inflamed.
