Hi folks. Sorry for the delay in posting about Friday. My internet was down most of the weekend and I've spent two days almost entirely in bed. I'm beat.
My white cell count was up to 0.8 by Friday afternoon. Technically still too low for chemo but Clemons gave the all-clear but upped my dose of neupogen to ten shots. I think he did it only because he thought I was a total baby to not be able to give myself the shots. Sadly, he was right. I really couldn't count on the generous offers of my sister in law (and the overly keen offers of mom and Bill) to stick me with a needle almost every day. Time to grow up and take it on myself. Shar came over on Saturday to give me the first shot this round. In discussing my woosiness with cousin Kadriye, she suggested that we try with me holding the needle and Shar taking my hand and doing the injection, just so I could get a sense of the pressure needed adn how it feels. It was a great idea.
Once Shar finally got me to relax my arm and hand enough that she could inject me, it went swimmingly. I plunged the dope in. Unfortunately, I was so tense that I was squeezing my tummy very hard and when I removed the needle I made myself bleed just from the pressure of squeezing! Ack! It wasn't too bad and when Shar finished laughing at me, she suggested that I let go of myself before removing the needle:) I have only a small bruise. Shar returned on Sunday to oversee my first solo attempt - AND I DID IT!!!! I've done it on my own on Sunday - and Shar doesn't even have to chaperone the event any more.
I'm very tired this round - and I realized that I am this round - and was last round too - more nauseous than I thought. When I was pregnant I gained over 80 pounds because I tried to eat my way through the nauseau. (Good thing I'm so cute b/c I'm not too smart!) Anyway, I realized yesteray that I've been doing the same thing with the post-chemo nausea. I've gained 7 pounds! There was one last nausea pill that was prescribed "as needed" and I've decided that I need. The nausea has been much better since yesterday.
That leaves the fatigue. I was hoping to start a walking regime on Monday. Hah! I was out of bed for 90 minutes in the morning and then back to bed until dad came over to help put a few things up around the house - around 14:00! Today I only got out of bed to have tea with Debby. Tomorrow morning I have to be up and out for PICC maintenance and to let the housekeeper clean without me underfoot. Wednesday is chore day. Wednesday afternoon will be a definite sleep afternoon I think. Walking can perhaps wait until Thursday - or even next week???.....
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