At some point recently, I realized that I had been taking omeprazole for what seemed like forever, and couldn't remember why. The oncologist thinks it was originally to protect my tummy from the ravages of the steroid dexamethasone; but I haven't been taking any of that since before the stem cell transplant, and it was included in the list of medications that I brought home from Johns Hopkins in January. In any case, I am now at liberty to drop it; but if doing so causes problems then I can just take it up again. So I have stopped taking it for now, which leaves me with just the prescriptions for Revlimid and allopurinol, and the monthly shot of Aredia.
I continue to try to strengthen myself against the collateral damage done by the cancer last year. I can now cover two miles on the treadmill in less than 35 minutes. I am gradually increasing the weight I will consider trying to lift and carry. My stamina is much improved. I am hovering in the vicinity of my "normal" adult weight. The pain of fractured ribs and vertebrae is slowly diminishing. I consider myself to be on track to return to work sometime in the fall.