This morning is interrupted by chemo day, my routine every three weeks. Usually this starts by giving blood first thing, working for a couple of hours at Panera, and then back for chemo. I brought my nurse some chocolate chippers from Panera, and this put a smile on her face. There was enough to share, so I think several people were happy. They do so much for us; I like to give them something in return.
Technically, my treatment is considered “biotherapy” for the HER2+ cancer cells; but it does require an infusion that takes about 2-3 hours from start to finish (after the labs are drawn).
I can taste it today. It tastes a bit metallic. A few more sips from my hot tea do the trick at least temporarily.
I just learned from my nurse that even though they draw labs every time, there isn’t really have any requirements on my blood work to get the Perjeta and Herceptin. I just have to get echos every three months to ensure my heart is strong.
My body is stable, and the lesions are no longer visible (except two teeny, tiny spots on the brain), so it’s worth a couple of hours every three weeks.
I’m in a corner room, which is only separated from other patients by a thin, drawn curtain. It is my least favorite room in this suite since it is not as private, but today has been fairly interesting eves dropping on the conversations of my fellow patients. The first patient was only here for a few minutes to get an injection. She is looking for a labradoodle, and her breeder brought in pictures of her new puppies. That brought some excitement to the air. The next patient, who is getting chemo while I am writing this blog, is apparently using the cold cap. If you’ve never heard of this, it is a pretty cool (pun intended) invention. Cancer patients can save their hair by the use of this cap while receiving chemo.
Beeping interrupts my train of thought as the nurse comes in to turn off the machine. One down, one to go. I’m also getting my Xgeva injection today. For some reason this one sometimes gets overlooked on my schedule, so I have to ask about it. I’m “supposed” to get this shot once a month to help strengthen my bones. Xgeva does have a prerequisite – calcium and phosphorus levels. I don’t understand it all, but they checked my blood and everything is find. The last shot was September 19th, so the nurse will give me one today. Frankly, I’m glad to save a trip since it doesn’t always align with chemo day.
After my Herceptin is finished, and I get my shot, we will unplug and I will be on my way. Tim and I are packed and leaving for Florida as soon as we can. I’m taking some books in case anyone wants one at a huge discount. First-come, first-serve!
We are heading to our undergraduate alma mater – Warner University – for their Homecoming 50th anniversary celebration. In addition, Dr. Darr is being honored for his retirement after 40 years. He was leading the music program when I was there, and just retired at the end of last year. I will sing in the special alumni choir that has been put together for this celebration. I think there are almost 100 people in the choir.
Aside, in case you didn’t know, my undergraduate degree is in music and youth ministry. Attending school at Warner and singing in the groups transformed this painfully shy little girl into a confident young lady. I used the skills I learned to lead worship for many years. I owe a lot to this place. Further, I met my lifelong companion there, and we have been together for 33 years.
I can’t wait to see everyone! I wonder if I will recognize people, or if they will recognize me…it’s been a loooong time.
Á la prochaine…until next time!