Well boys and girls I sit at my desk
with the whirl of the pump, every thirty seconds or so sending
another shot of 5-FU into my chest. Yummy!
This round of chemo on balance seems to
be going better than the last but of course I'm not done yet. It may
simply be that I'm just more prepared to cope with the side effects
and continuous hang over feeling. Last night a new and exciting side
effect presented itself, intense calf cramps. As the first one came
on I watched my calf muscle have definition that would rival any body
builder or even Larry Key's legs! It was really something to behold
before I grabbed my leg and started yelling for it to stop.Today both calf muscles are are sore as
if I had run a hard 50K.
I am excited to report that I am signed
up for a 50K race on November 12th. (The Rosaryville 50K)
Susan just starred at me when I dropped that bombshell finally
asking, “Your kidding, right?”. When I assured her I wasn't, I
got a reluctant blessing after explaining the course consisted of
three ten mile loops. In addition, I swore I would not push too hard
and would stop after one or two loops if my body dictated so. A D.N.F.
does not appeal to me in any way shape or form but the thought of
just getting out there and being a part of the event is draw enough.
Some good news to post, my red blood
cell count actually climbed up to being almost normal. On the down
side my white blood cell count and the immune system are taking a hit
but are still at levels where I can fight off infection. I'm washing
my hands a lot these days and keeping out of public places as much as
possible. Just anti-social me I guess.
Tuesday when I had my checkup with the
Oncologist I had to tell him about the muscle tear or pull I did over
the weekend. He advised me to take it easy and perhaps, “Not Cut
Firewood for a while”. Well after I got home, waiting to be "Hooked Up" I grew antsy and
required some sort of physical activity to deal with it. Not having
enough time to take a decent walk I decided to split firewood and was
almost finished as the Home Care Nurse pulled into the driveway.
BUSTED ! Hope I don't get “Ratted Out!”
In my own way I complied, Hell, I wasn't cutting firewood only splitting it.
Be good, stay happy ....... Mike
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