I am out running
yesterday when I develop visual hallucinations.
I am receiving bright flashes, with rainbow colors with each step. I am almost finished with my five mile run,
and by this point everything is pretty much, "Geez, what's next?"
I assume once I
stop running the hallucinations will stop.
They don't. Flashing continues
and I am concerned. I tell a couple of
the guys, who, being lifelong drug addicts, think that is the greatest thing in
the world.
According to Mike
I am getting a heightened sense of reality.
I think they are insane.
It finally stops,
but my vision is messed up. I see, but
there is the central part of my visual picture which is missing. There is not this space there, just missing
information. It is like taking a
photograph, cutting a quarter inch out of the middle vertically, then putting
it back together.
Within an hour
things went back to normal, but I sure hope this is not a sign of what is in
store in the future.
I expect to see
Dr. Pophali next week, and will bring it up.
But when I do this it usually means followup visits with more
specialists, and I really am sick of seeing doctors, hospitals, and twelve hour
days to and from them in shackles.
The hair loss
from the chemotherapy has stopped. Now
wads are coming out where they did the radiation.
I have been
urging Ron Janz to buy Snickers bars so he can give me the wrappers for my
collages. I have been working on the
Janari McKinnie college and really need more Snickers wrappers.
He has been
fantastic with sending wrappers my way.
Sat down with
Fernando Torres and did take three of a sketch for the Mug- shot series. Absolute disaster, so I went back and worked
into take two.
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