I'm in my seven day break between chemos.
The schedule is now a bit extra confusing. Originally I was having six chemo treatments of two treatments per week for two consecutive weeks and the two weeks to recover. My recovery period was shortened to one week after the first few treatments so I was excited about finishing early. Now, however, the number of chemo treatments has been increased from six to eight. The unofficial end of my chemo treatments is now mid-May. That's still pretty exciting as far as I'm concerned. I have no idea what kind of tests the doctors will give me to prove I'm in remission or how long they have to wait from the end of chemo until the testing starts. I still think it's mostly all good news and I'm very thankful for it.
Now on to practical things--my next set of treatments begin Monday and, as always, I need people to tote me to the doctor's office and keep me company while cancer killing toxic chemicals are pumped through my borg implant. It's not very exciting but the nurses are fun and there are snacks. The dates and times for this round are:
Monday, February 21, 1:30 p.m.
Thursday, February 24, 1:30 p.m.
Monday, February 28, 1:30 p.m.
Thursday, March 3, 1:30 p.m.
The first treatment on Monday February 21 will be the longest because I have to have extra blood tests and get checked out by the doctor. Eric usually takes that one. The others last about 90 minutes (two possibly three IVs, five syringes of stuff coming in or going out).
Other than that I've been trying to maintain a low profile. By "low" I mean reclining on the couch with my swollen feet propped up on a cushion. Other than side-effects that involve me drinking lots of prune juice, the main grief I get from my treatments are feet the size of rowboats and big poufy legs. If it was still the 80s I could corner the market on leg warmers and try to brazen it out. As it is I just try to stay off my feet as much as possible and use my cane when I'm out and about. Since the non-invasive but very slimy ultrasound proved I don't have any blood clots the doctor would prefer not to heap more medications on the pile. My pill prep area already looks like a pharmacy shelf so I'm OK with that.