Who Said You Couldn’t Compound Side Effects

When I talked with the doctor Wednesday about the bad taste, the nausea, and the tingling in my fingers. Of course all of these are all normal side effects and they could be worst. They are controllable with drugs, RIGHT. Sometimes we aren’t as smart as we think we are. They all got worst.

The nausea didn’t get as bad as the very first night after I took chemo, where I thought I was going to throw-up, but luckily didn’t, but that time it started to go away the next night. But this time it isn’t going away so easily. Its three days later and I’m still taking the strongest nausea pills I got daily. Which I found out is the same one that my pregnant daughter-in-law has been taking. I am sure glad I found out with the first ultra sound that I wasn’t pregnant. It hasn’t slowed me much, but that feeling is always with me. The bad taste in the mouth got worst, water taste like it has something metal in it. Sour stuff taste OK to me, so I drink lemonade, regular, pink, and green, whatever Debi can find. It is getting old fast. Soda is out; carbonation hurts my stomach and compounds the gas. Which I already have too much of. Still have the tingling in my fingers and my hands are little numb. The doctor reduced the amount of Vincristine that I received. This is another one of its nasty little side effects like the abdominal cramps I had on Easter. Then the insomnia is back, I am getting about four or five hours per night. But I don’t feel that tired during the day.

I went back to the doctor’s office Thursday and got my routine shot of Neulasta, which is used to stimulate the growth of "healthy" white blood cells. But its effects your joints and makes them hurt. Oh goody. Found out that after my fourth chemo treatment on June 2, I go back into the hospital for more pictures and tests to see how I am doing. But I guess I am doing well. I am still taken back a little about the doctor’s funny face and questions when I told me that I was going back between treatments. I guess a lot of others don’t. He didn’t say I couldn’t. I guess now my next worries will be with the company doctor, whenever my sick leave papers catch with him. He might not let me back to work. Hee, Hee, I have al ready been back to work.

Friday was a real day, went to the end of the school year ice cream social for my granddaughter in the morning, took my mother out to lunch, and met my sister and her family at the Roxana Homecoming. Had a good fish sandwich to support my nephew and the local fire department.

And that bring everyone up to Saturday morning 4:00AM when I got up and started writing this.

Except just to let everyone know who I work with, that I have join the Cancer Walk in Highland with my daughter Brandy’s team, over the weekend of July 9th. She is a 25 year cancer survivor and has been doing for awhile, but this year we are making it a family affair. My other daughter Tally’s two girls are joining us. My 87 year mother is making necklaces and selling them at another cancer walk with her ladies club team. Brandy last year raised $3,000 and has long head start on me. She is cooking and making things and selling them at her work. Sunday, she is coming over to the house and making over 200 chocolate cover strawberries that she has presold. I going to check with my work, about our rules and policies and when I feel good, I am going to try and make some of my fantastic homemade desserts that I used to make, when I worked on a unit. So everyone needs to have a sweet tooth ready.