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SoCal is having a very cold spell. Yes, early this morning the temperature dipped below 50 degrees. Imagine that. I hear the scoffing from you in much harsher climates. Being a die-hard Michigander, though, often shoveling snow as early as the middle of October and as late as the end of March, I totally understand. One of the last years I lived there, I remember wearing wool suits to work in June and thought that if I ever left for a warmer climate, I would not turn back. That’s exactly what I thought when I got to SoCal, though, of course, I did have a couple of other reasons to stay here.
I used to be the one in the office who was always hot. Since the cancer returned as bone mets, it affects the production of red blood cells. For that reason, my oncologist says, I will probably always be anemic. Once in a while my readings hover at the low end of the scale, but most of the time I am below. Although they said it cannot hurt for me to ingest iron, it does not really help. When it gets too low, the remedy is either a transfusion or a treatment to stimulate my body’s production of red blood cells.
At least, while I am on hormonal treatment, and not chemo, the anemia is less severe. But I am now always cold. No matter where we go or what we do, I bring a sweater or a shawl. At home, I keep a shawl at my desk and on the sofa, and often wear both, even when Marvin says, Are you kidding? It’s really comfortable in here.
So after brewing my current favorite tea, a cinnamon rooibos, and breaking down and turning on the heat, I am able to type without the distraction of the chattering of my teeth.5 6 7 8 © 2004-2010 Donna Peach. All rights reserved.