Friday/Day 1
After the morning trauma of hairgate, the next hurdle was my second infusion due in the afternoon.
I’m pleased to say that a completely different woman walked into the treatment room this time - no tears, no shakes and I was able to take my seat amongst the others.
Although I did consider having a mini wobble when I was told there was no anti-sickness meds available by drip (none in the whole hospital 😰😰😰😰😰) but as I was given a few extra in tablet form, I just had to hope they'd be enough PFTWHFTB
So no anti-sickness meds meant one drip less and also with no bisphosphonates this time (they are only every 6 weeks) we got through the saline flushes and 3 manually injected toxins in record time.
My nurse was exceptionally sweet and, I felt, really interested in me - she asked loads of questions - certainly I didn’t feel just like a number.
Armed with another goodie bag of tablets and injections we were home for dinner and only very, very mild nausea.
Armed with another goodie bag of tablets and injections we were home for dinner and only very, very mild nausea.
Saturday/Day 2
Feeling good and with two lovely friends visiting, Ian was able to go off and play golf without any worries. A brief visit down to Mum when he got home and that was all I did.
Sunday/Day 3
Another visit from my eldest step-daughter who entertained us well for a couple of hours - I am so very grateful for all the visits and little messages, they really do buck me up. With hindsight I probably did too much the first cycle so, as it was a grey, miserable day, we just lazed around for the rest of the day.
Monday/Day 4
We should have been flying out to Australia today to meet our new grandson (and of course have a long overdue catch-up with his Dad and Mum), so it was always going to be a bit of a sad day.
But a visit from our niece and her 2 1/2 year old was a wonderful diversion, especially as our gorgeous granddaughters were still off school and could join us for lunch.
Tuesday/Day 5
Fatigue Day - one day later than last cycle but maybe that was because I wasn't quite as active. We managed to get Mum to a hairdresser to tame her wild white locks but that was about all I could do.
Started the Filgrastim injections again today (5 days). For some people they seem to cause inbearable joint pain but once again I seem to be lucky and feel no effects 🍀
Of course having plenty of flesh around my middle makes it easier to inject too😁
Started the Filgrastim injections again today (5 days). For some people they seem to cause inbearable joint pain but once again I seem to be lucky and feel no effects 🍀
Of course having plenty of flesh around my middle makes it easier to inject too😁
Wednesday/Day 6
Dawned bright so we decided a trip to the seaside would do us both good, but it turned out I was having another Fatigue Day. I managed a walk along the seafront but when it came to getting back to the car all my energy had vanished, so I sat in a clifftop bus shelter and waited for Ian to get the car. Starving hungry we stopped for fish and chips and then as soon as we got home I just had to go to bed.
Unfortunately we had to go out again to the Unit for the weekly PICC line flush at 19:00 and the traffic was hideous - good job Ian’s choir practice had already been cancelled as I really wasn’t capable of driving.
Thursday/Day 7
Really low, both in energy and mood. I think I’m having a “what's the point of it all” day.
And my head looks so ugly today
The hair that hasn’t actually fallen out is now growing so I have a darker fuzz in places and it looks menacing somehow - I’m petrified I shouldn’t have shaved it off and that I’ll have damaged it for good.
On the plus side - my armpits and legs have never been so smooth 😉
Overall, I've had less severe side effects this cycle - definitely more fatigue but no bad headache, no oral thrush, constipation less, taste better - so I must be grateful and hope tomorrow will be a brighter day 🌞🌞🌞
2 down, 4 to go = 1/3rd way through - come on January 25th
