Happy Birthday to me!

It now being April meant, I was 35 pounds heavier, one year older, and still working with the Tacrolimus. So Happy Birthday to me, the medicine was actually working. The medicine didn’t cure me or stop the hives but it did lessen the severity of the episodes. I continued to make the drive to Tuscaloosa once a week for work ups. This lasted for almost one solid month… until I had an abnormal EKG. This meant the doctor would stop my medicine until he figured out the real reason for the abnormal EKG. A few days later it ended up being nothing more than an elevated heart rate so I could start my medicine back. YAY! This also meant that I would now be leaving DCH where I received my EKGs and only going to the office of the cardiologist. Her name was Dr. Kamal. My Monday’s were now spent going to Dr. Dishuck for blood pressure check, receiving orders for blood work up, going to Kamal for EKG, and then headed to DCH for blood work! This seems like it would have taken hours but, I had it down pat and could scoot around to those places like it was my job. The hives came and went but for the most part I was hive free. I call that manageable