Take Me Drunk, I’m Home

Well, I’m not really drunk.  Not even having the least bit of symptoms.

Practicing My CBA’s
The drunk chemo hasn’t lived up to its name, and that’s a good thing.  I still have to take my sobriety test, but oddly enough I haven’t had to say my ABC’s backwards.  My tests consist of writing the same sentence, rubbing my right heal on my left leg and my left heal on my right leg, as well as extending my arms and touching my nose with my finger tips.  I’ve passed with flying colors each time.
Chemo B
B cycle chemo did make me a bit tired this morning.  I also had a touch of nausea that was cured with some ativan.  Otherwise I feel fine.  No soreness in my mouth or vomitting.  I also got my spinal tap today and had some methotrexate injected into my spinal fluid.  The initial results showed no leukemia in the spinal fluid,which is obviously a good thing.
And the Powerball is…
WBC – 3.5
Hemoglobin – 10.6
Platelets 117
ANC – 3.0 (tricky little buggers took a jump)
I Might Just Go Home Tomorrow
My chemo finishes up tomorrow night around 8p.  After that, I only have pills left to take, which I can get via prescription.  I have the option of going home late tomorrow night, which I think I just might do.  Three days in the hospital definitely beats 3 weeks.
Don’t Get Attached to Your Hair
I’ve got some nice short fuzz on the top of my head.  It’s grown back in a little since the first chemo.  Dr. Cripe told me not to get used to it.  With this chemo and the others it will all fall out until I’m completely bald.  I seem to recall a cartoon on TV, not sure if it was Charlie Brown, where they showed a tree with one little leaf hanging on until that leaf fell to the ground as a sign of winter. I wonder which hair will be the last little hair to hang on to my head until it too falls to the ground.  Might be hard to figure that one out.
Code Red, Riley Simon Tower 8E
That would be the repetitive announcement that is going on right now.  I sure am glad they are announcing it at IUSCC.  You know since Riley Simon Tower is more than a quarter mile away and to the best of my knowledge there isn’t a continuous path of highly flammable material connecting the two.  I’m guessing the fire isn’t going to make it over here.  Even it it does, don’t warn me until it reaches the doors of Uni.
I Pee About Q1H
About my fourth or fifth time getting up last night to pee, I thought to myself “I know I didn’t drink this much.”  Then it hit me, I was receiving fluids on top of the big bag of chemo.  I’ve lost track of how many bags they’ve hung.  I think I’m up to 7 or 8.  It’s gonna be a long night.  Last night I topped off both my jugs.  On the plus side though, I’m brewing some nearly clear urine.
A Duck Dynasty Prayer
Father God, as I continue on this journey I hurry up and wait.  But each step is a necessary step.  Each day a necessary day.  Help me to see you in each step.  Help me to see you in each day.  Don’t let the sun set without me giving honor to you.  Thank you God for another day.  Amen.

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