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Tuesday, June 12, 2007

First Treatment: Down the rabbit hole

Yesterday was the first of six chemo treatments. One treatment every 21 days. With the hormones and drugs, the nausea was somewhat limited. I say "somewhat" in that she spent most of the afternoon in the bath trying not to hurl.

It's interesting, the yarns this doctor like to spin- of the exceptional case of the woman who cleaned the carpets until 4am (because of the reaction to the steriods). It's kind of like stories about Big Foot, or the Loch Ness Monster. Urban Medical Myths. It gives the patient the hope that they will be invincible during this process. Maybe that's not wrong. Maybe we all need to be told a "yarn" to get through the day.

From a outsiders perspective- I don't see how you can not get sick from it. Sitting there watching them stuff four gigantic syringes and an IV of red and clear chemicals into her portacath- knowing generally (but not with exact knowledge) what these chemicals do. Even if they weren't designed to kill all the cancer (and good cells) in your body, just the volume of liquid would be enough to make you yack!

We are in the thick of it now. Temperature readings at 4pm- crackers and yogurt for dinner. Super sensitivity to smell. Falling asleep to WC Fields movies. Slow moving and cautious.

Hell Alice, where do we go from here?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

They will never say the cure is worse then the disease and let me say, I have a love hate relationship with steroids. BYW, steroids take some time to get you into the "up" mode, days even.

It may be a horror for awhile, just look towards the end in sight.

Anonymous said...

Well, Neo....the blue pill or the red pill??

Pissed OFF Housewife said...

Wow.

I'm speechless.

wind-up-bird said...

Doctors always seem to misjudge, willfully or otherwise, the less-obvious part of medicine---the parts that involve making the treatment human. Like the consequences of a treatment. And the fact that it's "a treatment," not "a bunch of drugs we will now stick into your bloodstream."

Peace and good thoughts to your wife. And more WC Fields. Maybe some Chaplin, too?

Anonymous said...

Wind up bird, that's quite a good idea!

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