Had another morning in the infusion room yesterday. This was my fourth treatment on this round. I have a CT scan scheduled for Monday to see if the tumors and other liver lesions are regressing, progressing or staying stable. My oncologist feels pretty confident that the scan will show shrinkage based on the results of my bloodwork, vitals and general appearance. I hope she's right. The one glitch is that she will be out of town all week, so I asked if it would be possible for me to get the results before she got back. She said she'd leave instruction for one of the nurses to call me when the results come in. I'm hoping she remembered to do that. She knows having to wait for results causes me anxiety and that I have much less anxiety when I get bad news than I do having to wait for news, good or bad. I don't know how we'll proceed, whether there will be more chemo or what- it all depends on what the scan shows.
There was quite a bit of activity in the chair next to me yesterday. The woman in the chair was there for her second treatment, but her port was infected, so she needed to get her infusion directly through a vein. Her veins were in such bad shape that it took two nurses to get the infusion started. The doc came in and told her that if she wanted to delay the treatment for a week that she had no objection, but the woman said she wanted to go ahead and get it, if possible. The poor woman was supposed to go straight from the infusion to hospital admitting to begin a course of antibiotics and have the port removed but when she found out they would keep her overnight for observation she insisted she needed to go home first, which they evidently got worked out to everybody's satisfaction.. She was in pretty good spirits when I left and talking about having a PICC line in place for the next treatment. I do hope all goes well for her and she's able to finish her chemo regimen.
I'm doing much better so far after this treatment, not half as fatigued as usual. I did crash for a few hours after we got home, but have been up most of the day today, not doing anything strenuous, but have been able to check on the greenhouse a few times, take some pictures of things in bloom and post them to facebook, feed the dogs, and play toss the toy with them. I may even be up to making supper tonight. The facial flushing has begun, as usual, bu even that isn't too bad, and actually, the red face is an improvement over the deathly grey pallor I have n the day of treatment.
When we got home yesterday, poor Victoria went to the brass container I keep behind the front door to hold their leashes and tried to pull hers out, indicating she wanted to go for a walk. I felt sorry for her, but just couldn't accommodate, so I'm kind of glad it's been raining today. She doesn't like the rain at all, so hasn't made a move to get her leash!
Our dogwood is almost in full bloom- it looked like a lovely bright cloud on a gray morning. I snapped this just as the rain began to drizzle down.