Back at the doctors today. Yesterday I had my chemo cherry popped. It wasn’t quite like what I had expected, but I guess it never is when one pops their cherry. I imagined something like the scene in the movie 50/50 with Joseph Gordon Levitt, where I would just be sitting in a room in a recliner hooked up to my machine with a bunch of other cancer patients. In reality I get my own private room with bed, recliner, t.v., and WiFi.
Yesterday was exhausting, but let me catch you up on the previous events… Last Friday I had my Groshong catheter put in. It’s a line that is put into your chest and access your heart directly via the superior vena cava. This allows your health care physician to draw blood and administer medication very easily. It’s actually quite amazing. As much as I don’t enjoy going under the knife, given the amount of times I will be in here, I don’t like the idea of having my veins beat up like a heroin junkie. Watching the nurse draw blood from the groshong in fascinating. She just hooks up a vacuumed vial or syringe and the blood just flows out, I’m like a vampire’s slurpee machine. I’ll have these tubes sticking out of my chest for the remainder of my chemo treatment.
My first day I started off on the drug Rituxan. This was supposed to be a six hour session. I knocked it out in four. Apparently my body was very receptive to the medication, so what normally takes a long time to administer they were able to up the dosage and get me on my way. I slept for the majority of the session, while my friend Dave looked after me.
After the treatment was over I was completely exhausted. It wasn’t the same kind of tiredness you get from having an awesome workout at the gym, but more like the kind of exhaustion you get when you’ve been out all night drinking or on all sorts of drugs when your mind is a little fuzzy and your body feels completely used.
After some food at Wegman’s,and a lot of water, I went home slept a few hours, had more food, and felt much better.