My counts were low this week so chemo was postponed for a few days. It was really weird. After weeks of being unable to leave my bed (due to chemo & an awful cold/sinus infection), I felt great the week after my 1st Taxol treatment. I took my youngest to the museum, my oldest to the playground, went to lunch with my hubby & even made it to the trainer. I really believed it was my light at the end of the tunnel. "Not so fast," said the universe. Bottom line IT'S STILL CHEMO!
Anyway a week after feeling great & normal, I suddenly felt weak...unable to get out of bed, winded after climbing the stairs, loosing my balance. Hell I even dropped a plate. The highest temp...103.7. I know that def. warrants a trip to the ER. After my first trip, I never want to return. So basically I take Percocet with Tylenol, the fever goes away & I knock out. Of course when I tell my dr about this she tells me all the things that could have happened, including death b/c basically I don't know what my body is fighting. Long story short the next day the fever is gone & I'm better.
But not well enough for chemo. In any event, my oncologist said my tumor is gone. She feels a little something but she thinks it's just scar tissue. I still have to do my last 3 chemos (totally stinks) but at least I know it worked!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Doing too much
I have found that when I start to feel better I start doing everything I normally do. And more because I'm playing catch up.
On Thursday, I started to feel a little better. I took it easy in the morning but by the afternoon I was cleaning, organizing & putting away groceries. All of a sudden I felt weak, like I was going to pass out. I immediately went to the couch. As my 3 yr old kept asking, "What's wrong? Can we open this box now? Where do these vegetables go?" I kept telling him to wait & finally explained that I didn't feel well & needed to rest. That started the WHY questions. It was all so overwhelming for him & me. I desperately needed to rest but as a mother I also needed to calm him & give him answers. After I felt better, I tried to explain. Hoping his little brain understood. That night he woke up at midnight, 1am & 4am, screaming for mommy.
After that, I promised myself I would not 'overdo' it anymore. It wasn't good for him to see my that way. And it wasn't good for me.
On Thursday, I started to feel a little better. I took it easy in the morning but by the afternoon I was cleaning, organizing & putting away groceries. All of a sudden I felt weak, like I was going to pass out. I immediately went to the couch. As my 3 yr old kept asking, "What's wrong? Can we open this box now? Where do these vegetables go?" I kept telling him to wait & finally explained that I didn't feel well & needed to rest. That started the WHY questions. It was all so overwhelming for him & me. I desperately needed to rest but as a mother I also needed to calm him & give him answers. After I felt better, I tried to explain. Hoping his little brain understood. That night he woke up at midnight, 1am & 4am, screaming for mommy.
After that, I promised myself I would not 'overdo' it anymore. It wasn't good for him to see my that way. And it wasn't good for me.
Halfway Mark!
I have officially reached the 1/2 way point of my chemo treatments. No more Adriamyocin & Cytoxan for me! While I am so happy to be finished with these drugs, I wish I was completely finished with CHEMO. As I recouped the last 2 weeks, I kept thinking I just don't know how many more of these I can do. It really takes a lot out of me. I know I will dutifully go for the remaining 4 but I really don't want to.
The last recovery was very rough. I had a cold 2 treatments ago but have never fully recovered. The cough that I have hurts...think smoker cough. It gives me a headache when I'm coughing for what feels like an hour. I can't sleep because of my cough. Luckily I take a pill, knock out but only to return to a cough at 2am.
On top of this, I was bitten by something...probably an ant. However with no immunity it was so swollen & painful. Truly amazing how our body works...even the small things we take for granted.
The last recovery was very rough. I had a cold 2 treatments ago but have never fully recovered. The cough that I have hurts...think smoker cough. It gives me a headache when I'm coughing for what feels like an hour. I can't sleep because of my cough. Luckily I take a pill, knock out but only to return to a cough at 2am.
On top of this, I was bitten by something...probably an ant. However with no immunity it was so swollen & painful. Truly amazing how our body works...even the small things we take for granted.
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