Let’s write about MS.
Flashback to question from 2017, and what I was tentatively examining back then.
Are you listed as an organ or bone marrow donor? Why or why not?
Yes. Because I really don’t need them after I’m dead; what do I care?
Whether there’d be much to salvage from my diseased body is a different story, altogether.
So, more 2012 recycling….
You see what I wrote above, so again….
Are you listed as an organ or bone marrow donor? Why or why not?
I don’t know? I don’t have a driver’s license anymore, so I don’t think I had to answer the question about the organ donor bit.
Would anyone want my bone marrow with the various maladies I’ve developed, the abuse to which I’ve subjected my body? I don’t know.
It’s incredible how heavy these questions seemed back then. Today, who really cares? By and large, anything that’s in my body can be used by whoever needs it.
I have told my wife that I would like whatever’s left of me to be fired into the sun. If they haven’t figured out the process when it happens, cremation works.
I hope that I’ll find motivation to do a few more in-advance prompts tonight/tomorrow. I’ll probably spill my Thanksgiving plans Monday, then write about how it went on Friday.
I had a pointer here wanting to write about how the hopes of success on this were vanquished. My skills searching the web are really failing on this. NHI study. It looks like a lot of the promise Dr. Zamboni had found weren’t reproducible.
I remember reading MRI results not terribly long ago where the analyst did seek to rebut the CCSVI diagnosis on my results; my head drains just fine.
Nobody knows what caused my MS.
I’ve been on Keysimpta since last summer. I really don’t know how well, or if, it’s working. I don’t think I really wrote too much about starting my current DMT.
The first half-dose of it was absolute hell. the second wasn’t fun. The third half-dose wasn’t really much to talk about. Then onto the regular once-a-month schedule. Oddly enough, my day-of-the-month for taking it is the 29th, which worked this year. I don’t know what I’ll do in future years, since for 75% od years, there’s no February 29th.
Since I’ve been on the drug, I’ve noticed some end-of-dose weirdness a few times. I do wonder if I’ve had at least one exacerbation, but I won’t know until I have an MRI this summer.
But are the somewhat-strange things I’ve had going on just because I’ve been over-exerting myself?
I don’t know.
I’m going to stick with the exercise stuff I’ve been doing at least through the end of the year. I don’t know what I’ve really seen a ton of benefits yet aside from increases in strength and endurance. I don’t know that there’s that much discernable benefit yet; I haven’t lost that much weight.
My balance certainly is better despite falling this morning after being startled by a dog in the complex.
Hey! Can you take out the things in the flower beds with thorns?
But I’m going to forego the new COVID shots. I don’t know that I’d get any benefit from it, and I don’t want to do anything until I’m sure that everything’s settled with the DMT.
I do have another colonoscopy next year.
I wish there was a way to combine the propofol for both procedures. I wouldn’t care at all about being stuck in the tube if I was on that…..
But, thankfully, I think I’m finished for the year with medical stuff.
But I did finish a lot of my most-pressing work. Hopefully I can finish paying my protection to the certification cabal again, and be finished.
I’ve tried to get things set up for the final Shmoocon, but haven’t gotten a response so far. I want to buy two of the sponsor-a-student tickets to make sure I can go, and maybe set up one of my friends who’ve been around for a long time.
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Along those lines, I’m halfway tempted to see about setting up an alternate version at the Wardman Park Marriott again just for commiseration.
You member when the glass roof collapsed?