Today I went back to see if things were back to normal.
Breathing tests are a lot nicer than a lot of tests. Nobody needs to start an IV line for one thing. For another, there's Kenny, the pulmonary tech. Before I went to get my first test, Dr. Schnurr said, "Kenny's a good guy." And he is. He sits in a room full of breathing equipment, including a sort of phone booth looking thing where they can test the absolute capacity of your lungs. (Did that last time but not this time.)
For breathing tests I put on a nose plug and breath into a mouthpiece. The mouthpiece is basically a tube. Kenny tells me to breath normally a couple of times and then says, "Big breath IN, now blow blow blow..." and I empty my lungs while we both watch a computer screen that shows a line graph and a graph like those posters of thermometers where you keep coloring more and more in as you get more and more donations. The graphs, of course, mean something to Kenny. I just keep blowing and wonder why the line graph seems to inscribe a sort of etch a sketch circle. Breathing all of the air out of my lungs is hard. If you've ever done it, you'll know what I mean. It feels as if it is time to take a breath but I'm still blowing.
Kenny's also nice because he'll tell me how these tests compare with the last ones. On the capacity test I said I could tell I hadn't been exercising. 'You did really good,' Kenny said. Of course, he sees asthmatics and people with ephysema all day. But I knew I was in better shape than the last time. I told him I hoped to flunk the diffusion test (a test that determines how well the blood takes up gas. It's all well and good to oxygen in your lungs but if it doesn't get in your blood, lot of good it does you.) Last time I didn't do so well on diffusion and so didn't have to have bleo. He said it was better this time, but still outside normal. I laughed and said a lot of my tests were outside normal. (My CBC--blood cell counts--usually have six to eight items flagged as abnormal. And that's when they're good.) But I feel good. Not winded anymore and happy to bounce around and do things.
Maybe we'll go see Robots this weekend.
The test results have to be seen by my doctor. Chemo on Monday. Only four more to go.