Saint or Queen for a day; more on weight loss

Kate, our next door physician, so helped my sleeping Sunday night that I thought about having the Pope Beatify her, but not knowing the protocol I simply designated her Queen for a day; unfortunately it only lasted one night. Sunday night I read a magazine for about 30 minutes, felt sleepy and turned out the lights, slept until the first restroom call and went back to sleep afterward and after all other calls, with the alarm waking me. Her change in my night routine was to cut out the Raglan, which she says is a harsh drug with many side effects, and to substitute an Ativan tablet. Worked to perfection.

But last night the reading before turning out the light worked and I slept until about 1:25, but then had trouble getting back to sleep. I did sleep some before the next pit call at about 2:55, but a little after 3 PM I realized that I wasn't going to go back to sleep so I went into the other room and read my magazine--The Economist--until about 4:20. I probably went to sleep by about 5 PM and then slept until the alarm wakened us at 7:00. The Ambien seems to fight with other drugs and the battles keep me awake. Looks like I will have to ask to have the Ambien prescription be filled when we go the Huntsman Center tomorrow. The last time they refused to fill it before August 26.

Nancy insists that I disclose Kate's meddling--Nancy's word, not mine--at the clinic tomorrow. The Ativan is something I have had until I ran out, so the only new drug is the Potassium pill. I don't how much benefit to ascribe to it, but I have had more energy today than I have had in several days; I did eat a banana on cereal for breakfast yesterday and that may have helped,too.
The weight loss seems strange to me; on Wednesday morning my weight on our bathroom scales was 185 lbs, and again on Thursday morning the same, but Friday morning I weighed 180 lbs and I told Dr. Tricot that I probably had gained 5 pounds during the treatment. But Saturday morning I weighed 175 pounds, Sunday morning I weighed 172 pounds, yesterday I was down to 170 pounds, which is what I weighed again this morning. 170 pounds was my goal (never reached) when I started on a weight reduction program in April 1998 when I was surprised to find that my weight had reached 214 pounds. I am sure that 10 pounds or so of weight loss last week has been the elimination of saline solution that dripped into me constantly while I was in the hospital, and I have been dripping another 1000 cc ever since. But why has it gone down so far, I still have a good appetite and eat everything on my plate. Mystery to me.

I was FAXed instructions today for the battery of tests on August 31 and learned that I am to deliver a 24 hour urine collection to the clinic that morning; fortunately we will be going to the clinic tomorrow so won't have to make a seperate trip for the collection equipment.