Learning the Chemo Cha-Cha

I Don’t Know This Dance

Here I thought I was doing so well - no transfusions for 3 weeks running - but

that ended today. CBC lower than it has been in months (without new blood, I guess that would happen to someone with my cancer) I required 2 units today.

The oncologist also decided that I will begin a new, stronger Chemo next week. Injections on 7 consecutive days followed by 3 weeks off. A different injection site chosen each day because the site of the previous day will be sore, discolored and swollen. The side effects aren’t friendly - a far cry from the last Chemo - but he’s hoping this might turn things around by summer’s end.  

I had multiple warnings from nurses today regarding things to expect and if I happen to experience an allergic reaction, not attempt driving myself to the hospital, but call 911, instead.  Charming.  On the flip side, they all think I’ll handle it quite well. I hope to live up to their expectations.

This new turn of events has certainly put a damper on my spirits. It was more depressing than usual as I sat for 6 hours receiving new blood with all the other sick people around me. 

I don’t know what to expect, so planning for the worst is out of the question.  There are far too  many “what-if’s” to be concerned at this point. I’ll take it as it comes. But it sure is a downer after these past weeks of feeling pretty good. At least I haven’t got too much hair to lose! Oh well, it is what it is.

Just in case it knocks me for a loop, I’m going to download a few new books for the hours and days I’ll be spending in bed. It will keep  me busy and take my mind off of everything unpleasant. 

And so it goes.

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