Second to Last of the Big-Bad

Wow, have I been a slacker! It's been just over two weeks since I last posted here. I know that most of you keep up with me through my Facebook status updates, so you aren't too much in the dark. For those not on Facebook, SHAME :)!

I am so SO proud of my coworker and friend, Kathleen. She and her cousin Denise successfully walked the whole 60 miles for the Komen 3-Day last weekend. The bottom picture here is of the two of them (Kathleen is on the left). They said it went fairly well, and they weren't even really very sore. Kathleen got one little blister and that was pretty much it. She and all of the walkers in this event and others are true heroes! The other heroes are those of you who pledged money for Kathleen's efforts. I thank you one and all.

I continue to receive extraordinary amounts of care and kindness from friends and coworkers and family. Two of the librarians in my group, Helen and Carol, like to sew and told me that if I would go pick out some fabrics, they would make head scarves for me. Helen brought hers in last week, and I must say that she went way above and beyond (just volunteering to do this was way above, etc.). One of the pieces of fabric that I bought was cut too crookedly for her to work with, so she took it back to the store and got three more pieces. All of the scarves are beautiful, and it's so nice to have a bigger selection!

More random acts of kindness: The head of access services at my library, Sue Sappington, brought me a lovely package -- some foot cream and lip balm and snuggly footies, as well as lots of information from the ACS. And Kyle's Aunt Arlene sent me the newest John Irving book; it was so thoughtful of her to remember that he is one of my favorite authors.

My health and well-being have been up and down since I last posted, of course. I had the usual problems with mouth sores, except this time I had five big ones instead of just two. Just at the point that they were getting really bad, the Neulasta kicked in, and they went away almost overnight. The other problem I had was new and freaked me out quite a bit: lots of bleeding during bowel movements (well, it seemed like lots to me). Of course, the first time this happened was on a weekend, and I didn't really want to disturb the doctor on call, but I wasn't warned that this was a normal side effect, and when I looked it up on the Internet, every credible source I found advised calling the doctor immediately, so I did. The doc on call asked me some questions to rule out anything really serious and concluded that it was just the mucus membranes there were irritated, like the skin inside my mouth. He said to call and speak with my regular nurse the next day, which I did, and the Good Nurse Sue came to the same conclusion. When the Neulasta turned itself on a few days later, the bleeding stopped.

So I had about 4 days at the end of my last cycle during which I was feeling pretty damn good -- not too tired, no mouth sores, no nausea, etc. It was wonderful!

Last time I wrote, I said that my protocol would change as follows: see Dr. Krekow on Tuesday, have chemo admin on Thursday with no Emend, and then go back on Friday for the Neulasta injection and IV steroids, antinausea drugs, and Ativan. That is pretty much how things went this week with one exception: Dr. Krekow did keep me on the Emend. When I saw her on Tuesday, she explained to me that she has five (maybe six?) families of drugs that she can use to combat CINV (chemotherapy-induced nausea and vomiting). I will try to list a representative example of them all: Ativan (anti-anxiety that also controls nausea), Phenergan (antinausea that blocks signals from the stomach to the brain), Emend (antinausea that blocks signals from the brain to the stomach), steroids (antinausea), and . . . hmm, I have forgotten the others. Chemo brain.

I had to teach a class Thursday morning, but the timing worked out perfectly; the class was from 9:30-10:50, and I had to be at the oncologist's office at 11:45 for chemo admin. Kyle came to work with me and sat in on my class. The only thing he said about it was how surprised he was that these students were taking a senior-level class, yet many of them had never used the library's databases to do research. It didn't surprise me; I see it all the time. Studies have shown that 80% of all college students (not just freshman) turn first to Google when given a research assignment. While Google does wonderful things, it most often cannot get you to the full text of scholarly articles. But I digress.

Kyle dropped me off for my treatment, and he went to get some lunch for himself. After he ate, he stopped at a great deli and got a sandwich and chips for me, which I ate while getting treatment. We headed home around 2:30 and both crashed from 3:00 to 7:00 or so. Kyle got up and made a pot of delicious chicken soup (yes, from scratch), and we had that for dinner. We went back the next day for the Neulasta and more IV meds. I told Kyle he didn't have to hang around while I was getting my treatment. It's so boring for him, and the chairs for visitors are uncomfortable. So he toodled around and happened to find the Harley dealership. When he came back, he had a present for me -- a really cool, black, knitted skull cap with little rhinestones all over it. I'd been wanting a hat like this, and he knew it. How thoughtful is he??!

Yesterday, I woke up with a bit of nausea, but I was able to eat a banana and some yogurt. A couple of hours later, I was feeling very nauseated but I thought if I ate, it might help. So I had a couple of scrambled eggs and some toast. Still felt bad. At that point, I was like, screw this, I'm going to take whatever I can that will help. So I took a Phenergan and an Ativan -- this on top of the Emend I took when I woke up. Within 15 minutes, I was about to pass out -- I couldn't even see straight. I had laundered the bed sheets that morning but hadn't yet made the bed, so I asked Kyle to do it. I don't think I could have gotten the sheets on that bed if I had tried. I collapsed in the bed as soon as it was made and slept from 2:30 until 7:30. I felt a lot better when I woke up and had a dinner of chicken soup, toast with hummus, and a salad. We watched Buffy all evening and I took another Phenergan/Ativan combo before going to bed; slept from around midnight until 10:30 this morning. When I woke up, I took another Phenergan. I have simply decided that I'd rather be drugged into a stupor than nauseated :).

My only real discomfort right now is that I am sore all over for some reason. Like I had a really intense workout at the gym in which I stressed every single muscle in my body. The only thing that I can figure is that this is a chemo side effect that I haven't yet, for whatever crazy reason, experienced, OR it's because I'm sleeping so much that I'm stiff. The problem with the latter theory is that the soreness doesn't go away after I've been up for several hours. But as I just told Kyle, the soreness doesn't bother me if I sit still, whereas the nausea is unrelenting when it's hanging around.

I have to say that I am really getting sick and tired of being sick and tired, so I am glad this is my third big-bad chemo treatment. Just one more like this, and then I start on the Taxol once a week for 12 weeks. Although it's still chemo, Taxol is supposed to be not nearly as difficult to deal with. The only common side effects are numbness in one's extremities, especially fingers and toes. I ran into a woman at the closing ceremonies for the Komen 3-Day who was just finishing her chemo, and she said that she lost a couple of toenails from the Taxol. Ugh. I hope I will be able to type; if I can't, I don't know how I will do my job. I guess I will deal with it if/when it happens. But I'm told that my hair should start growing again, and I won't have the nausea or mouth sores anymore.

That's about it for now. I hope you have a lovely Sunday and a wonderful week ahead. Peace, Jody.