My first chemotherapy treatment. The morning was the usual chaos of getting 4 kiddos ready and out the door. I took Sierra to the bus stop. Keegan was hungry, so I nursed him for what I knew would be the last time, or at least the last time in a very long time. I cried a little as I looked at him. I'm worried about my own health, yes, but no longer being able to comfort and nourish my child is the most heart breaking part of getting myself well again.
My sweet friend Jill had agreed to watch my two littlest, so I dropped them off next and then took Kaia to preschool. I had made arrangement for Grandma and Grandpa to take over with Keegan and Aurora late morning and Kaia was getting ride home with her preschool buddy (thanks, Nick, for chauffeuring my kid home).
I was on my way down into St. Louis city to the Siteman Cancer Center. No blood work today because I had just been there a week ago. I chatted with my doctor briefly and she told me that I was severely vitamin D deficient (it's an epidemic in this country, she said). I now have vitamin D supplements of 50,000 units to take once a week, along with 2 types of anti-nausea meds.
I went to the treatment area but had to pump before we started since I was going to be there all day.
It took 3 nurses and 4 tries to get the IV in. I have no idea why; I have "good" veins. Not off to a good start. First there are the "pre-meds", and intravenous anti-nausea and a steroid. Then my drugs. The combo is called ABVD, for adriamycin, bleomycin, vinblastine, and dacarbazine. Sounds scary, right? I had to first have a test dose of 1 unit of one of them (bleomycin, I think) because there's a pretty common allergic reaction. After the test dose, you don't do the full dose for 2 hours. Meanwhile, I get the other drugs.
It was ... not how I would have preferred to spend my day. I don't do a lot of sitting still, but I did watch a movie and started sewing the binding on a quilt. Two friends stopped by to visit at different times, so that was nice to have them break up the day.
Finally left for home around 4pm.
Day 2. Friday.
I had mentally prepared myself for my side effects of chemo to be much worse than they were. I had some serious dry mouth and a little bit of nausea, but nothing worse than morning sickness. I have two kinds of anti-nausea meds, but I didn't even feel badly enough to take one. The day went normally. A kind friend brought us dinner and Jason had to coach a hockey game, so I took all the kids to Sierra's soccer practice.
Day 3. Saturday.
I felt ... weird. It's hard to describe exactly how I felt but it wasn't normal. It wasn't horrible, but I felt like I was moving in slow motion under water, and I had had too much coffee. My face felt a little tingly, I felt a little wobbly. I don't know. I still had some nausea, but there were some things that I wanted/needed to do, so I took one of the anti-nausea pills just to make sure things didn't get worse. I managed to go to my quilt guild meeting (albeit an hour late) and then later, husband was coaching again, so I took all four littles to a soccer game.
Day 4. Sunday.
That's today. I feel dried out, even though I have been drinking a lot of water. And my jaw hurts. The pain is back in the mandible joint, especially when I bite down on something. That's annoying. Not sure if it's a side effect of the drugs or something else.
Day 5. Monday.
Mouth sores. I was aware that this could be a side effect, and it's annoying. Like a canker sore inside my cheek. Doing recommended rinses with baking soda/salt water. Yummy.