I am writing this post from the treatment room at the oncologist, my first instance of "live blogging" I suppose. It is a little cumbersome to type with an IV in your arm, but I've got to keep myself occupied here somehow for the next couple of hours. As usual, I am surrounded by old people staring at me like I don't belong.
In a lot of ways, getting chemotherapy is like going through a long boxing match. The first few rounds go by pretty quickly and you recover pretty much back to normal in between, but as the process goes on your body simply can't take the abuse and you never get back to normal. The bar drops a bit lower every time and I can feel myself getting weaker with each round. Good thing I am already on round 5 of 8 and won't have to put up with this for too much longer. I really can't wait for things to be normal again.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The Red Devil
The "A" in ABVD stands for Adriamycin, more affectionately known as "The Red Devil" by chemotherapy patients. This is apparently one of the more toxic drugs I am on, as well as the one that makes me the sickest after treatment. It is also the drug I mentioned in a previous post as being caustic to skin an muscle tissue. This is why it must be "pushed" by a nurse as opposed to just dripping down through a normal IV.Please note the sickening red color of the medicine as it is pushed.
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