It is Sunday and All is well.

On Thursday when I went to my Cancer Doc, he checked a few things in my nasal cavity, listened to a few of my complaints about my throat and then said he wanted to do an endoscopy. That is, he wanted to look down to my voice box by putting a small straw-like tube down thru my nose.

He sprayed thru my nose, down my throat and the liquid slid right down into my lungs. It felt as if I could not breathe very well.

A few minutes later, he deemed my throat well enough sedated to peer down into it. I felt as if he were the captain of a submarine peering thru the periscope and I was what he was looking at - which incidentally is quite right. :-)

He said, Holy Smokes! Your throat looks as if you have had radiation! Since I had not, he asked if I feel as if I am full of dry mucous and I said Yep. All the time. The roof of my mouth feels like cracked clay when I wake up and it's very uncomfortable. I told him that my eyes are always dry and the corners of my mouth always are cracked and my nose is also dry.

He asked if I have Sjögren's Syndrome and I said I'd never heard of it. So he wrote an order to test for it.

I really doubt I have anything other than dryness from some medication or other. He wrote me a prescription which increases the moisture in mucosa. My eyes are no longer dry, nor my mouth, throat nor nose. I am absolutely in HEAVEN. Whew. If you know someone who has had radiation and is suffering with the dryness, tell them to ask their doctor for a prescription to help relieve the dryness. There IS such a thing and it is called Pilocarpine HCL.
JJ

My exercise today.

I spent today rounding up cattle.

The neighbor neglected to put feed out for his cows so they decided to jump the fence and come visiting. Glad they didn't come to the garden - rather they headed straight to the tall, lush, green grass near the woods. Boy, I agreed with them that it DID look good.

I took my trusty flyswatter and headed toward them at an angle, making a loud SHAAA SHAAA noise. They totally disregarded it. They didn't disregard the flyswatter on their rear tho. They moved off in the general direction of home at a trot.

The general direction proved to be very general. They headed south, too. Fortunately my brother in law, Kenneth has a 4wheeler and he gently (and LOUDLY) headed them back to the gate. With not much further ado, they went back in.

Most exercise that I have had this summer.

3 hours later what did I see? The cattle back grazing. This time our neighbor, Kelley, came with a feed bucket full. The cows docilely trotted along behind her into their pen. All's well that ends well.

Tomorrow I see my cancer doctor for a 6 month checkup. Let's hope all's still well there, too.