Today is Valentine’s Day. Are we going anywhere special? Are we eating any special dinner? Today is Day 1 of the three critical days surrounding my LDA (low dose antigen therapy). I am in isolation for the next three days and will continue to stay so for a few more days to make sure I don’t get any exposures. What am I having for dinner? LAMB STEW. The same lamb stew I will have had for lunch. The same lamb stew I will have for lunch and dinner tomorrow and the next day. The only change is when I have a ground lamb patty with potatoes cooked in rendered lamb fat for breakfast. See my LDA Day 1 from ????
Over the years as I have become sicker, less tolerant of chemicals and indoor enviroments and more allergic to foods, Valentine’s Day has been celebrated less. As I was thinking about today’s post I remembered a few Valentine’s Days that were anything but romantic. I am including a few excerpts from my book.
Valentine’s Day 2001 was anything but romantic. I had been on the IV for a few days and the antifungal drug and oral antibiotic for close to a week. I had gone to work as usual. Rick and I had made no definite plans on how we would spend the evening because I had been sos tired, and we were not sure if I would feel up to anything at the end of the day. Shortly around noon, my throat began to feel restricted. I tried to wait it out. Finally I phoned Dr. D. He suggested that I go to the emergency room. I drove myself to the hospital, which, I realize now, was probablly not the smartest thing to do…..I was released and went home around 2:00 a.m. on Thursday.
Valentine’s Day was very hard for me. I celebrated without my valentine. I was in Dallas, and Rick was home in California. I couldn’t even walk across the alley to the store and buy him a card. I always bought special things for him, Sarah, and Laura. I realized that they were just “things” but it was something I looked forward to doing.
The pain in my left eye and sinus area was becoming worse. I was so hungry from fasting. “Normal” people were going out to dinner to celebrate and eating fancy desserts and chocolates, and all I had was getting was a lousy glass of water…
On February 11, 2004 (a few days before Valentine’s Day) I wrote in my journal, “I hat this aspect of my life. It causes paranoia. I am so afraid of reinfecting myself that I wonder: even if the allergies get more manageable, will I be able to go out anyway…… and a few days after Valentines Day I was preparing for a much dreaded defense medical appointment
I received notice late in December that my trial would begin soon. The first session was scheduled for February 7, 2006 (exactly a week before Valentine’s Day).