Antibiotics, Enhaler and Steroid Cream

I called the advice nurse at Medical Oncology this morning to ask her about my few minor medical annoyances: my raspy cough, a bumpy rash on my left middle finger (complete with 18-20 pustules), and my funky toenail. It is still around my nadir (the low blood cell count time), so they are concerned about my cough. They wanted me to come in, so I left coaching at noon and went in for a blood draw and a doctor visit. I was prescribed antibiotics and an enhaler for my cough, and some steroid cream for my rash. I had to point my middle finger at several nurses and my doctor to show them my rash and I loved it -I had secretly been wanting to do that because of the chemo they subject me to. I was told that my toe will have to be ugly and gangreen-looking until after chemo. I asked them to weigh me with their official scale and I am at 202 lbs. So, I am content with the absurdity of my weight-gain. I gained almost 20 lbs since my diagnoses. My oncologist said it was ok if I want to now diet to lose it, as long as it is slow. I am going to start working on it this week, but August 2, my last day of chemo, will be the day I set to make it a point to eat a balanced diet. By balanced diet, I mean MY version of a balanced diet, which will not include tofu, soy, or any other hippy food. I am just going to start eating vegetables and cutting out most fast-food.

Man's Search For Meaning got me into reading more about psychology so now I am reading some of Freud's stuff. He was into dream analysis. I now have spawned an unconcious train of thought in my brain that evaluates what I am thinking while sleeping. It doesn't work very well because the extra-attentiveness to my night-thinking is keeping me awake.