I had cancer, then I didn't, now I have it again - my thoughts are my personal words that flow when I log in. They assist me in my first instance in getting my thoughts flowing and down on virtual paper - Secondly to get friends and family in the loop, not so they don't have to ask me any awkward questions just so they are informed enough to know what to say to me and pray for the right things - As a public blog, anyone can read it - hoping it will assist others through their own challenges.
Friday, 5 November 2010
Evil Irene and Dom Perignon!
Back from WPH and now off to bed to crash..
The Day Case unit where the chemo is administered is on the 1st floor and so is the chapel so as we were a bit early we popped in to have a chat with the Big Man upstairs...I think I might 'get there early' and make this part of my regime as it settled me.
First set of Evil Irene - Irinotecan, under me belt. What an experience...The staff are fantastic and I was well looked after.
Due to my poor battered veins they wrapped my arms in a heated blanket to warm my veins up...the cannula went in first time.
First there was the water flush, then an injection into the bag of Domperidone (anti-sickness) closely followed by a steroid injection. The Irinotecan was then hooked up and I had an Atropine (to reduce some of the immediate side effects) injection in my arm...I was warned that it would hurt a bit and after telling the nurse that I was used to injections and would be okay she said again that it would hurt...she was right!
I hadn't eaten all day as was a bit nervous and was warned that I would get bad stomach, gripe type pains due to the chemo...also if my vision was blurry I was to call and they would give me another Atropine injection...I did have to have another injection and immediately felt better...also the nurse brought me a cheese sandwich and a bit of cake.
There was an amazing and surprising feeling of happiness in the room, there are three suites but they are all in the same large room.. I had to tell two ladies behind me to behave as they were having way too much fun, laughing and sniggering...great to see and not at all what I expected...as WPH is a cancer hospital the whole ethos is around cancer but instead of bringing the mood down it lifts it up...
H, the Macmillan nurse came and had a chat when Fran went off to make my appointments and made me cry with her care and kind words...she was genuinely sorry for doing so but I needed that chat - she went to the ward to get my supplies and I left at 5.30pm for Fran to drive me home...we thought it best she drove as I was eating, drinking, moving and talking in slow motion so probably for the best.
And just so's you know that it is not all doom and gloom I got Fran to take a snap - Fun and Happy Tony with a little electric blanket to keep me comfy!