Thursday, the leg pain became unbearable again, so I took the Zofran, and after an hour, took half a percocet. I was in bed, and wasn't feeling much relief from that half, so about an hour later I took the second half. I went to sleep.
Got up this morning and felt so nauseated I took another Zofran. But the pain in my leg was still hideous, so after an hour, I took a Vicodin. Why is it that these darned narcotics are only useful for making me sick?
How in the heck, WHY in the heck does anyone take this crap for recreational use? How can they do it? Maybe I'm the only one that gets sick from these things? I only worked an hour this morning before the nausea and pain put an end to that. Bummer.
But on a very happy note, Wendy and Dean are flying in even as I type, and I'm so excited! Now, I had better go find something to eat since I have four Xeloda pills to get down... oh joy. :)
Happy almost Winter to all!
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Friday, December 16, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Chemo Day
There are lots of repeat customers here today. One of them is the very loquatious gentleman from two weeks ago. Jane and I thought his loquatiousness was due to his massive anxiety about his treatment. Chatting about ANYTHING kept his mind occupied.
Today, our regular area was usurped by snowbirds, so he ended up alone, with noone around him with which to chat. The occupants on either side of him were fast asleep. He began to panic; hyperventilating and requiring several of the docs to come and make sure he wasn't experiencing a reaction to his treatment.
He has calmed down, and I think he'll be fine, but he is definitely the kind of person that NEEDS interaction to stave off his fears. And he is a prime example to teach us the importance of acknowledging our fears, and in the process, taking the power away from those fears.
In fact, he is asleep, and I wonder if one of those doctors popped a sedative in amongst all his meds.
Speaking of meds, Dr. Ramaswamy has scripted me with Percocet and Zofran. We haven't gotten them filled yet, but we will today. Dr. Fastenberg wants my next CT scheduled for 27 December. It will be the normal chest and abdomen, and this time, my left thigh as well. He wants to rule out ...bone cancer. I hope he does! ;)
Ok, my main course, Camptosar, is about half way through. I'm going to end this post.
Hugs to all.
Today, our regular area was usurped by snowbirds, so he ended up alone, with noone around him with which to chat. The occupants on either side of him were fast asleep. He began to panic; hyperventilating and requiring several of the docs to come and make sure he wasn't experiencing a reaction to his treatment.
He has calmed down, and I think he'll be fine, but he is definitely the kind of person that NEEDS interaction to stave off his fears. And he is a prime example to teach us the importance of acknowledging our fears, and in the process, taking the power away from those fears.
In fact, he is asleep, and I wonder if one of those doctors popped a sedative in amongst all his meds.
Speaking of meds, Dr. Ramaswamy has scripted me with Percocet and Zofran. We haven't gotten them filled yet, but we will today. Dr. Fastenberg wants my next CT scheduled for 27 December. It will be the normal chest and abdomen, and this time, my left thigh as well. He wants to rule out ...bone cancer. I hope he does! ;)
Ok, my main course, Camptosar, is about half way through. I'm going to end this post.
Hugs to all.
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