I was so excited for this treatment. I had fought so hard to make it so that this treatment happened on a Friday instead of the following Monday. It was a day later than normal, but at least I am still on my schedule. I woke up ready. Not only was it a right hand … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number Four
I have finally been sprung from hospital jail! After three and a half days and three nights, I get to finally go out into the world and breathe the humid Uruguayan air. I don't have to walk around with a plastic tube pinching my vein. I don't have to be woken up at 7 for … Continue reading White Cell Problems Part Free…at Last!
I was forced to return to the hospital on Sunday do to a sudden fever. Thanks to my math teacher friends, I now know what that is in Celcius. With a 37.7 fever and low white cells, it was necessary to stay overnight. This was the worst news to me. A hospital stay means having … Continue reading White Cell Problems Part 2
I woke up this morning unable to swallow. No really. Could not swallow on the right side of my throat without a 7 on the pain scale. So, like a good little patient, I took my temp. I don't understand Celcius to save my life. But considering that my body typically runs cold (96.5-97 F), … Continue reading White Cell Problems
I woke up feeling a bit yucky. I don't really know why. My stomach was a little out of sorts and I just didn't feel that surge of energy, that "let's kick this thing" attitude that I felt for the previous two treatments. It could be that I am already getting sick of this mess. … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number Three
I was a little nervous for this one. My lack of symptoms from the last treatment made me think that this one would be my doozy! But I guess my body is stronger than the average bear because this one was easier than the first...no pain, no reactions, no symptoms. And best of all, it … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number Two
On Friday evening, I received severe second degree burns all down my left leg, on the inner thigh of my right, and on the bottom half of my stomach. The Story: I made my afternoon Mate knowing that we had plans to go out to dinner and perhaps make it a late evening. I left the … Continue reading The Burn