Hello, Dear Guests,
I have made several futile attempts at adjusting to the latest medication introduced into my life, them I eat twice daily. Along with the dozens of other pills, tablets, and capsules. And there are the injections that come about every few weeks or so too. Oh yes, while mentioning of the inject able medicines, the last round of Botox comes sometime mid August. I forget the date off the top of my head, but I am certain that it is right around there in the middle of month sometime. This is the season of the anniversary of the birth of my second daughter. These are the days of the celebrating of births and the acknowledgments of our Kin Folk who have passed over before us. Soon, the Crow comes home.
While with my professor last visit, she admitted that the quantity of Botox was insufficient, thus the dreadfully droopy left eye. It has been getting so bad, I had considered the purchase of an eye patch. Friends, my left eye was looking damned near closed for too long. Doctor says, "Oh, we must increase dosage". Well, that's fine and all, but this is my last series of Botox injections. I want to say, Hmmmm, and I pray that what she has decided to speak about and the acknowledgment that a greater dose would have perhaps brought about a better product and patient satisfaction, will bring this round to a positive end. I so hope. Since the Meniere's Disease related operations, this left eye of mine began the process of gimping out on me. Then when the Botox was introduced, maybe too much relaxation of my left face and eye orb area. Yes? No?
I don't reckon any adjusting to this medicine will do me any good. All I can do, is do as my professor says do, following her directions every day. I already see how this harsh medication affects my structure. For me and my better state of health, it is necessary that I do as I am asked and move along. I am blessed and awe inspired by the teams involved with my health care team.
My Dream Team, 2013.
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