Chapter 4: Back in the Saddle Again

My doctor and I had agreed my vacation would end on August 19^th. That was the day that I went in for some more chemo. This time they are using a new formulation which includes something I believe is called taxol. This is a new one I have not had before.

Well, let me tell you, this is how it went. My favorite nurse, Nikki, (she says the only one who calls her Nichole is her mother when she is mad) was doing the infusion. She had to sit with me for the first fifteen minutes to make sure I didn't have an immediate bad reaction. It went smooth and we chatted about things. She showed me some pictures of her new puppy, which, by the way, has grown to the size of a small horse.

I made it all the way through that session with no ill effects at all. I got back home and the next day I was sleepy but able to function somewhat. The next day is when all hell broke loose. I felt like doo-doo and could just barely walk. I had to try to walk since my two cats needed to be fed. They don't understand when Daddy feels like death warmed over they might have to go hungry for a day. Later I needed to go to the grocery store but that was definitely out of the question. The numbness in my fingers and feet got worse. My feet felt like they were encased in concrete overshoes and my hands felt like I was wearing very thick gloves. Figuring there was something wrong; I sent a message to my doctor about how I was doing. His assistant told me that they are going to stop the chemo and for me to take another two weeks to recover some more.