i found the cure for diabetes....

I have found the cure for diabetes while living out here on the west coast....the cure requires you to leave your apt at 8am and don't come back till 5:30pm...what are you doing in all this time? Walking, walking, walking everywhere. I did have errands to run, dr's to see until 11am, so really it was only like 4 or 5 hours of walking, but ask me how much insulin I took yesterday, while I ate my ice cream, my hot chocolate, my pizza for lunch, my bagel for breakfast, and my sweet potato for dinner (all carbs and all usually requiring insulin) I took NOTHING all day. It was one of the nicest days ever not to get poked with every meal I had. My sugars all day long were 7.6 and 7.8mmol.
Take that diabetes, up your ziggy with a wa wa brush.

I went to the vancouver transplant clinic. They are really nice. Much smaller then Toronto, which I am enjoying since I'm impatient to get outside and do things, rather then sit in a blood lab, sit in a waiting room to see the dr. all this sitting around. I'm glad it's in an out. They see 6 patients a day in the morning. Super fast, compared to what I'm used to in Toronto.

In BC they've started practising putting all their patients on azithromax. I liked this idea immediately, since before transplant I was on azithromax for inflammation.
I have rejection...which essentially is inflammation. Why not go on azithromax to help stave off rejection? Hey if it was him, the dr. out here, he said he would want to go on it if he had a lung transplant. Why not try everything you can to keep these babies perfect, happy, healthy and pink?
So the acute rejection, coupled with this annoying nagging cough and little bit of sputum I've had, we decided to start me on azithromax. Perfect. Lovely.

My lung function yesterday was back up to 2.01liters. My WBC was back down to 8.5. My haemoglobin was at 105...the only thing I can complain about is my creatine, kidney function was running at 110. A smidge high for my liking.
Also for all you other cystics out here, my tac the last two weeks, they keep trying to raise it, but it's still staying at 4.7. Could it be the domperidone they started me on? flushing the tac out of me before it can get absorbed? Any thoughts, suggestions?

If you want to check out what we've been up to while being in Vancouver, head over to my non medical blog hattitude-hattitude.blogspot.com

C.F. is what happens when your busy making other plans...

currently listening to Lana del rey

you know the ol' saying "life is what happens when your busy making other plans"....well I am home now from clinic with a saline lock peripheral IV....10 days of IVantibiotics. Ceftazadine....so flight delayed hopefully only 2 weeks. It's better to find everything out now and get it all sorted out before I get there and have to be pryed back here. I probably would not be a happy camper.

My creatine was down to 95. Normal. It is never usually below 100 which is normal.
My wbc was down to 10 from 12.7 (indicating less infection)
My haemoglobin was 121, a normal non lung double transplant woman usually sits at 120. Normal.
I know...right?...seems like they got my blood work mixed up with someone elses...but i swear i double checked! 

The good thing is, breathing still a-okay, everything is dandy, minus the tight chest which they said was probably due to the pseudomonas.  So these drugs will nip her in the bud.
They also found something like asperitus (sp?) pneumonia...meaning I may not be swallowing my food properly and going in to my lungs causing the rejection and other not so nice things to have...so I start a stomach emptying pill as well today.

The funny thing about being a doctor is you never really truly know whats wrong with someone...it's science but also it's a lot of art...an educated guessing game on what to add, what it could be, what should be done...no one knows why you get cancer, why you got that mark on your back, why your back is sore, or why exactly you have heart burn....it's all an educated guessing game...a very skilled art form with a minor in science. At least that seems to be in the case in transplants.

Dear universe,
thanks for making this glitch seem not so big in the grand scheme of things. Thanks for making this glitch treatable. thanks for making the doctors able to have theories and hypothesis'.
Eternally grateful to still be here breathing, planning, dreaming
Sincerely,
the girl with curls

Dear vancouver,
I'm coming, I'm coming. Save me a seat.
Sincerely,
the girl with the orange 1920's umbrella