PT/INR

I had another blood test this morning.  Not the blood test (that's Friday), just one to make sure I'm healthy enough (i.e. recovered from the last dose) to get chemo on Wednesday, and also, as always, they took a (vile) vial to measure the thickness of my blood.  This is called the PT/INR and stands for Prothrombin Time / InterNational Ratio, and I get it checked about twice a week.  As always, I got a call from my nurse Shirley in the afternoon telling me that my PT/INR was low, once again, and that I should basically double my blood thinner for the next few days.

It was only a matter of time spent getting poked twice a week in order to get a phone call telling me that important number before a graph came out of this one, too. 

PT/INR vs. time

And here is my deep thought of the day: If I met someone who hadn't met me before, they wouldn't know what color my hair is.

Upon further (deep) thought, I realized they'd have some good clues in my eyebrows.  No one would think I was blond.  But they still wouldn't know what color my hair is.

Upon even further (even deeper) thought, I suppose that I'm not entirely certain what color my hair will be when it returns from its chemovacation.

hm.