Yesterday, I had my last blood test prior to my PET scan scheduled for next Tuesday. I am done with the chemo infusions until we see the results of the scan next week, on Thursday. My blood counts are low, and that is to be expected. There is a small problem, however,
At the most inconvenient of times, like having lunch with the clerks at the Mexican joint across the street, my nose begins to spurt large quantities of blood. I have been taking Xarelto to thin my blood to make sure the blood clots I developed in Sioux City last year don’t come back. While the bloody nose problem is not new, it has gotten far worse this last month. And now with an Ebola patient at the University of Nebraska Medical Center, most people are not particularly sanguine (pun) about being around a guy who has a tendency to spray blood all over. Hell, I cleared out the Mexican joint when the law clerks and wait staff went running for large paper napkins to staunch the flow and mop up the mess. That made me feel bad so I had a Margarita.
Anyway, I don’t have Ebola (so far as I know). So, if you appear before me at sentencing or the like, remember the world greatest philosopher, Bobby McFerrin. Don’t worry, be happy.