Actually I finished cycle two. The first cycle I thought I felt so crappy because of
being exhausted. Nope. This time it kicked my ass.
I got hooked up on Thursday Oct.5, went home with my
buddy the pump, felt ok, Friday felt normal.
Went about my day, got the pump taken off.
Got up Saturday, and felt a bit yucky, but wanted to
check out Toastmasters. You know push
the comfort zone thing. I didn't make it
through the whole thing.
About 15 minutes after I got there, I started feeling
dizzy, and nausea kicked in hard. Went
and sat in the refreshment room, downed some Zofran, still felt like crap. As soon as I felt ok enough to drive home, I
did.
I spent three day in bed.
If it weren't for the dogs, I would have just stayed in bed. I would get up let them out, back to bed, get
up feed them, back to bed. And I had to
really push myself to do that. My body
was beyond exhausted. I was sipping
water which just nauseated me.
When I did get up, I to let the girls out, I'd open a can
of soup, drain the broth into a cup, warm it, sip it, and leave the cup and can
on the counter. Seriously disgusting for
me.
I'd wake up and say I have to get up; my body said like
hell. I'd fall back to sleep, just to be
on the hamster wheel. I finally felt ok
enough to get to CVS and get some ginger ale (craving it like crazy), pedalyte,
and Gatorade. I was getting dehydrated.
Finally able to keep fluids down, I started sipping as
much as I could at one time. Trying to
increase it a little every time I took a couple of drinks.
I saw my doctor yesterday, we are going to stay the
course with it. After the third cycle,
we'll see if the sarcomas are being kept in check or if they are
spreading. If they are in check, we will
reduce the dose a bit to try to ease the side effects.
The joy I have to look forward to Oct. 26 or is it the 27th?
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