Saturday, March 1, 2025

     While walking late afternoon I decide on a plan about the painful rash on my arm. URGENT CARE is the place to go.  My daughter drives me.  We sit in the waiting room for an hour, faster than the emergency room. This rash has been growing on my arm for a week now, itchy, painful. The PA looks closely, yep poison oak she says. I question her, how is that possible. She writes up a prescription for a steroid. There is no definitive answer to how I got this.

     I was worried that it was a side effect of the docetaxel chemo. Nope, a contact dermatitis, mostly on my hands and arms. My next chemo infusion is Monday morning.  My daughter is so patient with me as I ask questions and worry about consequences of treatments.

     I was shocked by the intense aggressive bulling behavior of our president and vice president to the Ukrainian president at the white house.  Who behaves that way. This has definitely reactivated my fear of bullies.

     My comfort reading is a second novel set in Botswana, of course, a detective mystery. DYING TO LIVE, a detective Kubu mystery by Michael Stanley. The bullies in these books are caught and dealt with unlike real life.