It is Monday and Chemo day. I went into work for an hour to pick up some things to do while I was sitting in the infusion lounge.
The oncology office is well designed, one side for office visits and the other is outfitted with about a dozen black leather loungers, each with its own flat screen TV and warm blankets for the asking if the chemo makes you cold.The front office has an interesting Alaskan decor, wood carved fish and bears. Antler framed couches and a large marble carving of salmon spawning.
Brian always go with me to start off my treatments. He is my second set of ears and also asks good questions, questions I might not think to ask. He sees that I have something good for lunch like split pea soup and keeps in touch just in case I need something or someone. I am so grateful for him and love him for his attentiveness and support during all of this.
Today I had some blood work done and saw the doctor where we discussed the side effects of my last treatments so he could tweak my medication which he did because I had such a blazing headache last time. I have been drinking water like a fish, they suggest 2-3 quarts a day to lesson the intensity of the nausea and other side effects. I also plan to go to the lab to get hydration infusions if I don't keep up on my water.
The nurses are kind and efficient and attentive. I was able to get my paper work done during the 4 hour infusion and didn't fade until they hooked up the 48 hour pump and the last chemo.
Brian picked me up and I went home to sleep. I looked green. After resting a few hours, and eating bananas and peanut butter I am feeling like an 8-9 on a scale of 10 with 10 being normal.
Let's hope the rest of the week I feel like this.
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I always thought green looked good on you. . .
ReplyDeleteI almost told you to hang in there, but that is really cliche. I saw Carl Gatto, our local representative. He's been battling that my dad called "dude cancer" for ten years. He is 70 but looks like he is 50. (He and a chef friend tell the kinds of jokes that would make you swear he is 12, but I digress! I love him and this is said teasingly!) When I first met him had had just gotten it. I knew he'd knock it out.
You have the personality of someone who can knock this out, too. Your personality age and your chronological age don't match. Your husband is a trip. The cancer quivers inside you, screaming, "Uncle!"
I'm glad you have a blog to keep us updated!
It's good to feel of your upbeat, positive spirit, Evelyn! And I love your comments about your number one caregiver---Brian is great. Good luck with drinking all that water. It's amazing what we can do when we see the purpose and need, and when the Lord is helping. I hope you are feeling pretty well today! Love you lots!!
ReplyDeleteHi Aunt Evey, thanks for the email and invite to your blog. You are very captivating to read, your food descriptions are giving me some cravings, tuna and pickles yum! Maybe a green shake in there. Do you grow your own asparagus? Hope and Pray that you continue to feel good, and that you kick that cancer out of the park!!
ReplyDeleteI am thinking of you. Jean emailed me.
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