Life's a Trial
... or something like, a clinical trial, that is. I spent two thrilling days in hospital this week for tests and observation. How did this come about?
I felt intermittent chest pains, very minor; but Nexavar has a tendency toward angina as one of its side effects. Naturally, I mentioned this to Dr G and he urged me to discuss with Dr MC. I called Dr MC's office on Thursday. Dr MC's office brooked no nonsense and said, get thee to the emergency room.
At the ER, blood was taken and I had slightly elevated CPK isoenzyme levels. At my request, rather than observation at the local hospital, I was taken to OSU to be in the hands of those more conversant with my situation. I waited for a room to open, then waited for tests and other orders to be given.
Friday morning, I was wheeled through the hospital maze to the Ross Heart Hospital for radioisotope scans of my heart, coupled with a heart stress test. All came back negative, eventually, and Friday evening I was released to home.
Maybe it's like trying to distinguish between the improbable possible and the possible improbable - having experienced one ultra-rare side effect, can I turn my back on the possibility of another one?
We all expect there to be more side effects and reactions from long-term use of the "new" drugs, and it will be interesting to see what these are. It's something akin to living the supposed Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times." I hadn't planned to be one of those contributing to the scientific literature, so to speak, but I'm glad to be in the thick of it, hopefully for the long haul.
I felt intermittent chest pains, very minor; but Nexavar has a tendency toward angina as one of its side effects. Naturally, I mentioned this to Dr G and he urged me to discuss with Dr MC. I called Dr MC's office on Thursday. Dr MC's office brooked no nonsense and said, get thee to the emergency room.
At the ER, blood was taken and I had slightly elevated CPK isoenzyme levels. At my request, rather than observation at the local hospital, I was taken to OSU to be in the hands of those more conversant with my situation. I waited for a room to open, then waited for tests and other orders to be given.
Friday morning, I was wheeled through the hospital maze to the Ross Heart Hospital for radioisotope scans of my heart, coupled with a heart stress test. All came back negative, eventually, and Friday evening I was released to home.
Maybe it's like trying to distinguish between the improbable possible and the possible improbable - having experienced one ultra-rare side effect, can I turn my back on the possibility of another one?
We all expect there to be more side effects and reactions from long-term use of the "new" drugs, and it will be interesting to see what these are. It's something akin to living the supposed Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times." I hadn't planned to be one of those contributing to the scientific literature, so to speak, but I'm glad to be in the thick of it, hopefully for the long haul.
Labels: hospitalization, side effects, testing
posted by rcclive at
4:23 PM
1 Comments:
Poor sweetie, you can't take a trifk can you? Same reason I go see my rheumatologist for his blessing before I try self medicating. I've increased my anti-depressants and feel much less fragile. Hugs and cups of tea and mentally coming your way.
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