9 January 2024
Today is day 4 of 5 for Covid isolation. I’ve got a feeling it could be day 34 and it wouldn’t make a difference. I feel awful. I have just enough fever and symptoms to make me feel bad but not enough to admit to hospital. The diarrhea is back. Of course it is. I shouldn’t expect less of Paxlovid. Honestly, if this is supposed to make you have a light case of Covid, then it’s not working for me.
Even during my lowest days of chemo I haven’t felt this badly. The only exception was when they actually admitted me to hospital.
Still no word from the jeep service representative that was going to call me back immediately after finishing up with a customer. Not that it matters, I couldn’t drive anywhere anyway if I had the jeep. I don’t feel like fighting them today so I’ll give them the 14th day free from harassment from me.
The pharmacy is still trying to get in insulin for me. The current try is Toujeo. Supposedly Medicare pays for this but it’s a Tier 3 drug which means I pay more for it. The Medicare web site says it is covered, it’s Tier 3 but the price may be cheaper for me because it’s insulin. I can’t find out my cost until the drug comes in. If they price the drug for me in the computer, it cancels the order.
It’s a windy day in Fort Lauderdale. I mean really windy. Gusts are up to 40 mph.
I’ll end on a positive note. My hair on my legs is growing back. Take your victories where you can.
Stay tuned!