Today we loaded up the minivan and headed to Cheyenne for a picnic in the park by the Botanical Gardens. After that, Grampy and the girls walked through the gardens while Mom, baby and I went to my doctor's appointment.
The doctor was thrilled at how much and how quickly my pulmonary arterial pressure went down. I guess all 3 docs were sort of freaked out at the 113... Today she said it's possible and it would be great to get that number down to the 50's or 60's. She also said that 24-hr oxygen won't make up for all the negative effects of living at 7200', so moving to a lower altitude would be a good idea. My O2 sat was low enough today that now I have to be on oxygen 24/7. Hooray.
Mom got to ask her some questions, hard questions about life expectancy and the whole altitude thing. There's no real answer right now as far as life expectancy but the positives according to Dr. B. are that I'm young, and that I don't have primary pulmonary hypertension but secondary.
The good news is that I can taper this prednisone down to 20 in a couple of weeks. Hooray!
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