Sorry this is so late getting out here, but here it is!
We had a rough night Sunday, neither one of us slept. I believe Felicia’s was due to the steroids she had to take, but mine was the bone I picked up to worry on again. Fortunately she leveled my head and reminded me that God was in control.
We arrived down at MD around 6:30, mostly to beat the traffic (her first appointment wasn’t until around 8am). But time fly’s when your having fun, I guess! We checked in and she gave blood and all of the sudden it was time to meet with the oncologist. She checked Felicia out and gave us instructions about letting the chemo team know we were there so that they could start mixing the drugs.
We then headed over to meet with the radiologist to discuss the radiation. We both like the doctor there, he told us “he was very picky about the set up and would not treat her any different than he would his sister or mother”. We were probably there about two hours with him explaining how, and where, the “rays” were going to go in and come out. There is a funny story along with this involving a table that raises up and down, but you will have to get with Felicia on that one because I told here I would not tell it!
We decided to eat and then we headed out to the car so that Felicia could put the numbing cream on her port. She was more afraid of them sticking the needle in the port than she was about the chemo! I barely had time to sit back down and she was out with her port accessed.
Then to the chemo about 1:30. They gave her 4 different things, all separately, so that if she had a reaction they would know which one caused the reaction. Each drug took varying lengths of time with the Herceptin being the longest at 2 hours. But she dozed, read Bonnie’s book thingy (thanks, Bonnie) and watched TV. All in all, other than the blood pressure going up a little, everything went great.
The nurse must have thought we were crazy because for a period of time we were both sitting up in the bed (a single bed at that!), but that only lasted a couple of hours. I got tired of having one cheek hanging off and decided that the chair was probably more comfortable.
She got done with her treatment about 8pm and we got home somewhere around 9:30pm. It was a long day and on top of not sleeping the night before, we were both wiped out.
Yesterday morning she was up and feeling pretty good, though she did say that some foods and drinks already tasted different. She also said she felt like her teeth were floating (her words, not mine!). She is back at work (from home) today and seems to be feeling really well.
All I can say is praise the Lord that things went well! If we trust him, he will take care of us according to his plan.
“For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is His love for those who fear Him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.”