Doctor Horrible - Need to be more carefu

Health news

Saw my primary care doctor last Friday (9/23) and all looks pretty good. She drew a full panel of bloodwork, and the key for me is this: my A1c, which was 14 when I was admitted to the hospital on May 18, is down to 6 -- which is basically normal. I'm stoked about this.

Still having some issues with the fourth toe on the right foot (which got rubbed raw by my shoe as a result of the lack of small toe. I have a line on a place in the neighborhood that has diabetic shoes (and a script for them), and will see about acquiring a pair so that when the doctor tells me I should wear them, I can. With luck, they will preclude more incidents like this one.

Next step: losing weight
Oscar the Grouch


Just home from an unscheduled visit to the podiatrist.

You see, when I took my shoes off before bed yesterday, there was blood on the right sock over the fourth toe. When the sock came off, there was an area rubbed raw on top. (My theory is that because there is no fifth toe, the shoe, even with a relatively wide toe box, rubbed the fourth toe that it normally wouldn't have, especially since my feet swell when sitting at a desk for ten hours.)

This is Not Good. But since I was exhausted, I cleaned it, applied topical antibiotic cream, and bandaged it. Went to work last night with the post-op shoe on because it has an open toe, and there's no pressure on that spot. Then finished work at 7 AM and hiked from 42nd St/6 Ave to the office at 40th St/Lexington Ave, and was fortunate that the doctor (not the one I've been being treated by, who's on vacation, but the other doctor, whom I'd seen before this one) was free at 9 AM.

Short form: there's no infection in the bone, per the office X-rays. I'm to dress it twice daily with a prescription topical, and to take oral antibiotics (amoxycillin), and to wear the post-op shoe until I go back next week.

Ugh. But it could have been lots worse.
2010-11-04, Me

Four months

That's approximately how long I have been out from work on disability due to my infected, then surgically repaired, foot and recovery. Along the way I have learned to take my diabetes seriously after basically blowing it off for ten years, lost a bit of my right foot, lost a bit (but not as much as I had hoped) of weight, screened essentially all of Star Trek from every live action TV series, and watched my fantasy baseball team fall into last place, then make a terrific comeback to where I can at least reasonably hope to be competing for fifth place (of sixteen; more importantly, that's in the money, for 5% of the total pot).

Tomorrow night (Monday 12 September) I return to work. I have my work ID, my doctor's release stating that I'm fit to work, and assorted stuff that needs to go back into my work bag. Must do some thinking about what food I'm going to bring, and when, to work. Meal planning has become critical, since working both overnight and in a region with a paucity of actual supermarkets (and even lacking the elsewhere ubiquitous 24/7 fruit stands of NYC) means that I need to bring what I plan to eat, on the subway. I'm walking, but for any real distance (say, a block or more) I still need the cane, and my stamina is still depleted, though far better than it was two weeks ago.

The very last reminder of my hospital experiences (over both Memorial Day and Independence Day) are the warning bracelets on my wrists: left hand, Fall Risk and Allergy; right hand, Limb Alert. The latter stems from when I had the PICC line in and no other operations, such as blood draws or, later, Lantus (insulin) injections, were permitted in that arm. Looking forward to removing them tomorrow, and rejoining the working world. (I can already hear my supervisor, a huge NY Giants fan, disagreeing with me about how poorly they played today. He'll be right on some points, but dead wrong on others. That's what makes for a discussion.)

That was my summer. How about yours?
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2010-11-04, Me

Home from hospital

I've been keeping folks updated on Facebook, but not here. So a quick and dirty version of why I just spent ten days in Beth Israel.

I'm a Type II diabetic, but had been terrible about monitoring and controlling my disease. My feet are mostly numb from diabetic neuropathy. As a consequence, when something poked through the sole of my right show and into my foot, I didn't notice. Until it got infected, of course, and my feeble attempts to solve the infection with six antibiotic pills left over from a prior course was inadequate.

Went to the podiatrist; as expected, he had me admitted. It was the right call. Long story short, I've spent ten days having my blood sugar and pressure worked on, getting IV antibiotics, and having surgery to clean out the wound.

Sadly, something grew in the bone culture. Had it come back negative (indicating a solely soft tissue infection), I would have been seen off with oral antibiotics alone (on top of the diabetes and blood pressure and cholesterol drugs). Unfortunately, a positive result (we don't know WHAT until the pathology report comes back, which takes longer) means that they had to put in a midline, or IV catheter, in my left arm.

Imma say right now, that for a guy who at ten years old ran four orderlies around an ER because he was scared of the antihistamine they wanted to give me, this is scary and I hate it.

Let me be clear. I really hate it.

But now going to eat better, take my meds, and do what it takes to get healthy. I lost my brother to complications of diabetes, and don't plan to join him.

Life won't be quite as much fun. But it's going to be longer than it would have been.
2010-11-04, Me

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So, the results of this year's fantasy baseball auction are in, and my snap verdict is that I could have done worse. Not enough base stealing speed, and several players were kept or taken knowing that they'd be unavailable at the start of the season (minimum two weeks); also, the starting pitching needs depth, which can be addressed in free agency. But a good place to start the season. Collapse )

C Kyle Schwarber
C Wilson Ramos
1B Adrian Gonzalez 1B | LAD
3B Nolan Arenado
CR CJ Cron
2B Starlin Castro
SS Jung Ho Kang
MI Francisco Lindor
OF Michael Conforto
OF Gregory Polanco
OF Alex Gordon
OF Brett Gardner
OF Kevin Kiermaier
DH Evan Gattis
P Gerrit Cole
P Justin Verlander
P Taijuan Walker
P Yu Darvish
P Aaron Sanchez
P Adam Conley
P JJ Hoover
P Glen Perkins
P Aroldis Chapman
2B Devon Travis
OF Scott Schebler
OF Jake Marisnick
SS Jorge Mateo
OF Nomar Mazara
P Jose de Leon
P Sean Newcomb

Me - from a pic by <lj user="sodyera">

Fantasy Sports

I play fantasy baseball (Rotisserie style) and have for thirty years. I make no secret of it, nor of the fact that we play for money.

In light of NYS AG Eric Schneiderman shutting down DraftKings and FanDuel in NY because he has determined that they are in fact wagering, rather than games of skill, I thought I'd note something I've thought about for a while.

One major difference between what I do and what the sites do is that I play for a full season, while they run games that last one day for baseball, or one week for football. It seems to me that while there is skill involved, the longer stretch allows it to be exercised, while shorter spans emphasize luck. It's the difference between a 100-game tournament of Scrabble or backgammon and a single game. Luck can and will and does permit poorer players to win single games (or even short runs), but in the long term, skill will win out. (Side note: Those are the sorts of games I prefer, as opposed to games with no element of luck at all, such as chess, or games that are all luck, like many dice games.)

I think the AG has it right, and until regulations are put in place that ensure fairness and as much honesty as there ever is in gambling, I support him
Stranger in a Strange Land

Some thoughts on cancelled shows

(cloned entry from FB)

Having recently rewatched two classic SF TV series each of which was cancelled after one season, I think that if I could go back in time and set things up so one was not cancelled, I would pick Alien Nation over Firefly. True, it had movies that followed on from the show, but the development was clearly stunted. There's SO much potential there that it overtops Cap'n Mal and the gang, who themselves had room for a great amount of growth (and the answers to two questions: (1) where are all the ethnically Asian folks in the universe where Chinese is widely spoken, and (2) can we get an astronomer here to give us some exposition on the system we're in (since there's no apparent FTL available)?)

Besides, I would love to see what would have happened had the Tenctonese still been in first-run when the Minbari, their clear cousins, hit the airwaves.
2010-11-04, Me


So, for the past several months, it's been obvious that M needed a hip replacement, and, while our initial goal was to do it at year-end (since she'd already burned through her FSA on dental work), it became obvious that it needed doing sooner rather than later.

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I recently accompanied her to a pre-op class, so we knew what to expect. The hospital would call on the day before the procedure to tell us when to be there. She was not to eat or drink after midnight on the day of the procedure. Paperwork. Do these things, bring these things, don't bring those.

The call came yesterday, and she was the first scheduled patient for her doctor today. Which meant that we had to be AT Beth Israel (at 16th St/1st Ave in Manhattan) at 5 AM, and she was scheduled for 7 AM.

Which is why I am beat, having wakened at 3:15 AM to get there on time, INCLUDING the fact that we took a black car, as being the most reliable service at that hour. Which it was, and I highly recommend Mexicana Limousine in Jackson Heights.

Summarizing the rest of the day, including prep starting at 5:30 for M, and final prep at 6:30 (last I saw her before the procedure), the procedure, a ten-minute (standard) visit in post-op at 10:30, and her move from post-op to her actual room just prior to the 12:30 timeslot for post-op visitation, all is well. The procedure went well, per her doctor. She's not in significant pain. The nurses on the floor are competent and attentive. She has a black and white cookie, several packages of Double Chocolate Milano cookies, and Diet Coke. She has a plugged-in charger for her phone (I did have to get the extension cord, which we didn't bring any of, when I made the DC run), some magazines to read, and was last seen knitting.

She's spoken with her mom, and all the folks who needed notifying (from both work and the Bryn Mawr connection) have gotten the news. Rehab begins tomorrow, and release is probably Monday, though it could be a day earlier or later.

I'm going to try to reset my schedule to diurnal with a short nap then a short evening. See all y'all soon.