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May eleventh, a day that will live in infamy! 

On that day my nephrologist prescribed four new drugs all at once. Each one had a bad, if somewhat delayed reaction, except for one that I only took a half of. Now three months later I am still suffering the results of those drugs, plus I am on massive amounts of anti-inflammatory drugs for my right foot, which was one of the side effects. 

Unable to put any weight at all on it until yesterday, I am going stir crazy staying at home. Tomorrow I go back to my podiatrist to see how things are shaping up. Best case scenario is that the foot stays pain free when the drugs are gone and I can be fitted for new orthotics and shoes.

On May tenth I was happy, feeling good and excited about Bestest coming for a visit. By the time he arrived I was on the decline. For the first time in my life I feel like an elderly person! Three doctors and a dentist have destroyed my health in order to reach their goals for me. 

I am hoping to climb out of this morass in spite of them all. There must be quality of life as well as quantity and just because I cannot achieve the blood pressure that is desirable does not mean I should live the rest of my life in misery.