Tomorrow is the beginning of Taxol. We have no idea how it will go. I was given some anti-anxiety meds to help me get through it. I'm no hero, I took the medication. I figure cancer is scary enough, I don't need to raise my blood pressure over the fact the cure can be just as dangerous.
On the good side, if I do tolerate it, I think the nausea should be much lessened. Even typing about the nausea makes me feel it. Ick. I had all sorts of plans for blogging during treatment.... but somehow my mind has now mixed blogging with nausea.
Prince Charming took the day off to be with me. It's a long day, starting at 9:30am. I was told the pre-meds would take about 45 minutes, then the infusion will take around 3 hours. And all of that starts the minute they find a vein. Last time that alone took a half hour.
My fingernails are turning colors and they hurt. I'm wondering if it means I will be losing them. I hope not. I find them very useful.
I am sure tomorrow I will be posting that everything went just fine without a hitch. Yah, that is the Ativan talking, but I'll take it :-)
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