Infection

What started out as what I thought was a blemish, allergic reaction to new deodorant, boil, or clogged pore, in my axilla grew and grew to such a point it was painful to move my arm without pain killers and I had such a large lump it was really alarming to me, considering... I had an appointment in the SCCA and after I got my CT done I bullied my way into an earlier appointment with my doctors so I could get some relief and find out if my trip was a waste since I was due for my next admit.

I finally got to see my doctors and they took a look at the thing then the CT and came back and suggested that it was some kind of infection and would be giving me drugs for it. I was hoping for something more dramatic, like lancing, but they just gave me the drugs and sent me on my way. Had to cancel my chemo admit and reschedule.

While in Seattle with my pal we tried to find the number one best hamburger joint in Seattle, but either my memory failed me or the place had moved. We ended up just getting burgers at Fat Burger in Issaquah on the way out...not the best burgers in Seattle, but not too bad after driving all over trying to locate the other one.... Next time I guess.

Transfusion...keep fighting

Last thing I EVER wanted to do. Every fiber in my body does not want to, but after repeatedly fighting every nurse and doctor about it, I just gave up... Or, as one nurse put it, gave in...

Why:

1. Buddy of mine at work had over 10L through his body and he's ok.

2. Girlfriend's birthday is the next day, no way am I messing it up with my medical issues.

3. Was supposed to be just platelets, so that started the slippery slope.

4. For lack of a better word, I'm desperate to be done with this whole ordeal and if it prevents any delay...

5. Needed to be better in order to see my mother.

Blood counts are low...let's fight.

Typical scenario, as in, it what is expected post chemo; my blood counts were pretty low today. As in low enough that the nurses are asking me to get a platelet transfusion. This is about the last thing I EVER want to do and I fought them to let me see if they come up overnight. It's been my experience that when they drop so low and everyone is freaking out, is about the time that they start getting better.

I hadn't any side effects to indicate any problems; no nose bleeds, no bruising, no blood in the toilet, etc etc etc. Sure tired a bit, but I've been working.

Chemo Round 6 (06/01/2010 - 06/06/2010)

I went up early again and tried to have some fun with my friends, then went to the hospital and "checked-in."

Last round that I'll ever have to receive Adria again...maybe. Technically I've reached the conservative maximum lifetime dosage a person can have, but if they wanted to push it I could have a few more; That probably won't happen though.

Anyway, this round was much the same. As soon as they hooked me up to the drugs I didn't feel like doing much of anything. I think that's partly the fact of how boring I find the hospital and, of course, the drugs. Lost my appetite quickly but did manager to save some left-over calzone from a local pizza shop so that was a treat.

I had hoped to watch some world cup, but somehow I got the dates wrong so completely missed that, as in they weren't even playing yet.

Another uneventful round and will be back...