At 0230 I woke and couldn't get back to sleep until 4.
When my alarm went off at 5 am, I was having a dream. In my dream I was almost done with the LP procedure.
Rude wake up call, and very disappointing that I had the whole thing ahead of me still.
Mom would love to be in the room for the procedure. Luckily it's not allowed. I would be a nervous wreck. I find all these procedures gross I do not want to know anything about them. Just tell me when it's done. Mom is the polar opposite.
I had a muscle that seized up during the procedure. Debbie said it was a normal body reaction. It took a few tries to get the needle deep enough. And then it worked just fine to extract spinal fluid and then inject chemo.
When the needle came out, I felt it in my foot. That was new. My back was slightly tender through recovery, but real no pain. My 2 hour flat on my back recovery went well. Now it's 24 hour "bed rest." Drinking plenty of fluids, and up the intake on caffeine.
Tomorrow is a day off, then clinic on Thursday morning for the big talk.
I found out yesterday my brother is a match to be my blood marrow donor. He met 10 out of the 10 criterium, but there are still a few more tests to do. The big talk should tell us if we need him as a donor. (Right now he is working 16+ hour days for St. Louis County in Ferguson as a police officer... Maybe he could use a break! Imagine that.. A bone marrow transplant would be like a vacation. Sad.)
Does this eye patch make me look fat? It think I will wear it to my consultation on Thursday. Or maybe my wig. At this point it could go either way.
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