Chemo #2 Part one

Here I sit in my most favorite Memorial Regional East breast center. I have (guess....... come on) 1) given blood (although I was told not to give blood anymore through my arm but only through my port-they don't want to access my port unless my blood count clears to begin chemo-they can only do that through my arm.......can you see this ridiculous circle? And when I try and tell the tech that the ladies in the back said.........the ladies in the back have no memory of that.......but whatever it's already done) 2) weighed (huge surprise, I'm down a few ;p) 3) given a history of all meds taken the last 24 hours and reviewed my name, birthday, and patient #.........whew.......I passed!

I am now sitting waiting for my doctor or more realistically nurse practitioner to come speak to me. ECT is already in trouble, I am doing a study and I am not taking the pills exactly as prescribed, you know I've forgotten TWICE and accidentally only took one pill the first two days instead of two pills. I didn't take it the first two days because I thought I had swallowed gasoline and the pills just made me feel worse, but the second I felt like I could keep them down I did. The problem is I have to take these pills first thing in the morning with nothing in my stomach and no food or drink or laying down for 45 minutes. That makes it tough, no coffee no food for 45 minutes, so on the weekends it's really tough to do since we have family breakfasts and enjoy coffee on the front porch and sometimes I lay back down. Again, it's a study and this "study employee" (that's really her job to oversee all the studies, etc available to us) is really not happy with me and I now have to keep a "pill log". Can't I just subtract from the number of pills they gave me from the days? Let me clarify this, I think it's an awesome opportunity and a wonderful job she has, she just doesn't have to be so mean, I'm doing the best I can do right now!

Talked to the nurse practitioner and off I go to Chemoville. Guess what, no blood return on the port, sigh. But since I had a port-o-gram (I think that's a funny name, grams are usually associated -in my mind-with good news not port working news) they are using my port anyway. I guess the port-o-gram says, it works use it. Getting the "A" right now of the TAC and it's the red one that never loses it's color, even processed. I am drinking my new kick butt water, Evolv, and just said goodbye to my Mom. That was less than fun, I'll miss her she's been a huge help. We cooked so much and ran all those errands and she drove the boys everywhere. It's gotta be really hard on her being so far away. I am waiting for my sweet friend J to come and join me for a little bit and just got off the phone with my TX three who are having a fun weekend together in Austin, I think I'll plan on joining them next year!

Starting the "C" of TAC, at least we're moving forward!