How surreal it seems that I have just started Chemotherapy, Theresa the RN helping me today has explained all about the drugs, possible side effects and with a one, two, three...... deep breath, inserted the Huber needle into the port.
The IV stand holds three bags of fluid connected to a pump which making a gurring sound as it pushes fluids to the port. In one chair next to me is a woman who the nurses are having some trouble finding a vien to administrate her drugs. Two chairs over is another woman who has lost her hair. To my right is another woman who apparently had a bad experience on her last visit. Even though what goes on here is serious business the mood generally seems upbeat among the staff and patients as well. I can't help but think that I have entered a sort of underground, one that I never gave second thought to until today.
I would not be as brash to say this is my only concern, but looking at three bags of fluid hanging from the IV stand conviences me that at some point I'm going to have to pee like a race horse. Hopefully, after not during treatment.
It's 11:30 right now, hopefully I'll be done in another hour to head home for "Round Two", my forty-eight hour cocktail mixture.
Later........... Mike
Praying for you Mike - I understand the concerns - but honestly you have come so far - SO WELL - don't push things - give your body time to adjust.
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