Another one
As I slowly heal and come back to feeling more like myself I am now faced with the anxiety of chemo number 5. I am really over it.
Last taxotere knocked me out like 'a mack truck' had run me down (just as Tonya said). The bone pain was so intense - I could not walk as I felt I would crush all the bones in my feet. (How many bones in our feet - 26 bones gees!) So that was day 4 which lasted for 7 days. The panadol wasn't enough so on day 5 I phoned the hospital where I was asked many questions to work out what I need - I did not want to go to hospital (no I did not have tingling in my feet - so hence no neuropathy) so hubby picked up a script for Endone. I lounged about rattling with meds and naturopath boosters. The usual ailments of nausea and pain in my arm (I'm sure my vein is dead) seemed to not bother me anywhere as much as the bone pain from the taxotere.
So here I am moaning - thinking I should be thankful I have got this far.
My oncologist has likened my chemo as a boxing match. The first opponent was FEC I took the punches but by round 3 became use to what was to come next. So for round 4,5 & 6 the new opponent would be Taxotere much tougher - yes I was warned just as I went into battle - the nurse sat with me for the first 15 minutes but my chest gave in and I need a cortisone hit, then the boxing gloves (frozen mits) went on. I could not leave them on for the whole time (what a woos- I hate the cold). Trapped and attached with the the IV I had no choice but to battle it through.
Now I am heading back into that ring again - I am going to take backup - much healing and meditation before hand and an offer of a relaxant med. will be accepted. Will have to grin and bear it with the frozen mits. But I suppose I'd rather that for an hour or so that not feeling my fingers and intense bone pain in my hands. On the up side my taxotere dosage will be lowered, and I am on my second last hit.
I wonder who I will be when I come out of this. We cannot go back we must move forward. ;-)