Hair... Kinda

 Looking a tad woozy, aren't I?  Yes, I'm well into my infusions in this picture.  But LOOK!  I spy peach fuzz hair growth.  The only problem is there are still some bald spots, so I am thinking of having my sister take the dog clippers to me to kind of even things out again.


I have the feeling that the two main bald spots will never grow hair again.  No worries, I'm thinking I'll keep my hair very, very short from now on.

To the right there is my bag of Camptosar.  My oncology nurse today was Anne, and she's been there since the beginning, back a year ago.  She's pretty concerned about how I'm doing since this is the most difficult regimen I have had.  I told her it was getting a bit more trying with each round, but this was round five, and I have very few of the major worrisome side effects.  One more to go...one more to go!


My asthma was a bit problematic this morning, due to the high humidity from all the recent storm activity.  People kept commenting on my breathing; the nurses and even a couple of other chemo patients.  Oy!


Well, I'm still a bit blecchy, so I'm off to have a little rest.  But I did eat a nice salad for lunch.  Isn't it nice to have cravings, for a change, that are GOOD for you? :D

Love to all, keep safe, be well and drink lots of water. :)

The Cadillac of Ports...

Yes, today was the surgery to install the infusion port, and apparently, I have gotten the best of the best.  MINE doesn't have to have Heparin washes!   Ok, I know what heparin is... anticoagulant?  So, I assume they shoot up a little of that prior to infusion to make sure the way is clear, or something.

You know, it may not be the best time to be writing anything on this Blog, as I'm not sure I'm no longer under the influence of anesthesia.  Alas, I shall proceed.  Paramount Surgery Center was pretty decent.  I wasn't sure what to expect, but the staff was fantastic and the nurses were awesome, especially my pre-op nurse who searched tirelessly for a vein in which to put my IV.

My anesthesiologist was apparently just awarded doctor of the month by Banner Gateway, and was making sure everyone knew it; not in a pompous way, either.  He was a sweetie. 

After the surgery, several of the nurses were ooh'ing and ahh'ing about my infusion port, which is how I learned that they consider it top-notch. Once I get more lucid and feel like finding the information which came with it, I'll let you all know what it is.  Oh, I felt it!  Granted, I don't want to go running my fingers over the incision area, but I just barely traced over it, and you can feel it.  I wonder if you can see it.  Be right back....

Nope, it's not protruding or anything, but of course, it's still looking kinda post surgery ickky.  And I think I'm going to go to bed.  I had some of the tortilla soup broth for dinner... oh lordy that was good!  But it's been a long day, and tomorrow I have the appointment with the Radiation Oncologist.  Sigh.