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I'm not even sure how to describe what I feel like now. Yesterday was very emotionally charged and relatively uneventful. The infusion itself was a breeze. The only pain I felt was the tiny prick of the IV going in. The nurse gave me anti nausea drugs and steroids first. Then we went into the red devil - the Adrymiacin. There were 2 vials of it that my nurse, Amy, had to hold and slowly inject into the vein. It's very important the drug does not escape the vein at all, so we had to keep careful eye out for any pain in my forearm. The fact that Amy was wearing rubber gloves due to the toxicity of the drug made me a bit creeped out too. But we whipped through the two vials, and then were on to the last bag of
cytoxen that was hung from the IV.

The whole think lasted maybe 1.5 hours. I left not knowing how to feel really... I mean this stuff hits fast - the adrymiacin made my urine turn pink immediately, and the cytoxen gave me a nasty headache. To be honest, that was the worst part of the whole day.. that nasty headache. Advil wouldn't dent it. So we called the nurse to see if I could/should take anything else. She said I needed an Ativan and a nap. And she was right!!!

I slept from 3-5 and woke briefly to visit with Chris, Hannah,and the girls. But I couldn't handle much more, so I popped another Ativan and passed out for the night. So far today seems much better. Slight nausea, no headache... But we are about to leave to get the Neulasta shot. Yikes... Please be easy on me!!!

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  1. yikes! Thinking about you every day! I sure hope you've already seen the worse of this week's dose. Sending tons of hugs!!

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