July 1, 2015

I will say, the treatments become more familiar overtime but they DO NOT get any easier. And round 6 got off to a rough start.

The off week consisted of bloody noses and having some extra blood work to get an idea of where my platelets were. They were at 76 and since  I could always get the bleeding to stop, they didn’t seem to concerned. 

So, when going into round 6, instead of needing the typical 100 platelets, my new number is 80 (and I had 81) lucky me. And, since we are keeping track, I weighed 119 (1 lb increase from my last visit!!) and 2 lbs heavier from my lowest at 117. They even asked if i had lead in my shoes! Ha!

We had a good conversation on the rationale behind chemotherapy and why it is important to stay on th two week course. We also discussed my diagnosis and long term concerns with the disease. It just all seems like a bad dream. I’m not ready to put into writing what all the dr said but it did make me cry for the first time about the disease.  Normally, I cry from the physical pain from the chemo. 

Off to the infusion room I went and started my 4 1/2 hours of treatment.  I got sick, so they overdosed me on my premeds- which really pisses me off. I have been trying to be in control a what goes in (as much as I can be). And as I am vomiting, I hear from a different nurse asking “does she need more adavan?” And  a recap from my nurse how much I have received.  I should have shouted from the hill tops that I didn’t need any more, but it was to late.  And I spent the rest of the day and night in Lala land and feeling like complete shit.  I don’t remember giving Cecilia a bath and Scott said I laid down right after putting her to bed.  I went down around 8:15 to eat dinner and went back to bed. Woke up at 1:30am, to get a drink and take my contacts out. Stupid fucking drugs (I also am pissed off at the nurses). They will probably hear it from next time.
   
 

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