It's been a crazy week and a half. Chemo was a fiasco but I did manage to keep my cool. Saw the doctor for a quick check up - not much to report except the next CT Scan is May 1. Went over to IV Infusion and checked in about an hour early. For once the doctor was on time and we didn't have a lot of rushing from one appointment to another. Waited for over 2.5 hours before I was called. Seemed the Pharmacist mixed my chemo wrong (all chemo is mixed especially for the patient based on weight, etc before the treatment) and it had to be re-done. Thankfully they have checks and balances to catch these things but in the mean time we sat. By that time it was after 4:00PM and there was hardly anyone left. All of a sudden to our right a women who was with a chemo patient went straight as a board and started shaking. She was having a seizure. I never saw so many doctors and personal move to an area so quickly. Without exaggerating there had to be at least 20 people attending to her. Within 15 minutes they had her stabilized, on a stretcher and on the way down to ER. I guess if something like that was going to happen it happened in the right place.
More waiting (turns out because my chemo is a trial drug it's made in a Pharmacy in another building). They finally hooked me up about 5:00PM. Like I said all and all I was pretty calm through the whole wait. I must be mellowing.
The next morning I woke up with a full blown head cold including cough and congestion. It seems like after every treatment on this new chemo I've come down with something. All I could think of it that it's driving down my immune system and what ever is floating out there I am catching. The rest of the week and weekend was miserable. I spent the whole weekend in my PJ's. I felt better Monday but can't seem to loose the cough. I also developed laryngitis and haven't been able to talk for three days. Plus my right eye is bloodshot and sensitive to light. BUT, I did wake up this morning so I'm not complaining. I actually feel great and able to work and get around. It's just a little hard to communicate. Of course everyone thinks it's funny that I can't talk. Don't know what they are implying!
I'm hoping I'll be back to normal by the end of the week so I have a week and a half of feeling good before I have to go back.
As you could see there is always some excitement going on in my life. I live for the days of boredom!
Until I can shake this virus I think I'm keeping the old Dancin' slippers next to the bed.
Keep on Dancin' my friends!
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