The chemo I am on is just one and it's derived from a South Pacific sea sponge so we've affectionately named it Sponge Bob and it's crazy stuff. It's like an inch of medicine injected through the iv so no more sitting for hours and hours getting my infusions. About 45 minutes is all it should take. I am getting a port tomorrow so no more poking me with needles!!!! Yay!!!!! I am on a two-week on, one week off schedule meaning I'll get it once a week for 2 weeks, then get a week off, then start again. I don't know how many cycles. He didn't say and I guess it will depend on how well it whips my liver back into shape. He's very optimistic we will beat this down again and then look again at maintenance and to think of this as a flare up. Helluva a flare up if you ask me but whatever. But since it's come out of no where and I deteriorated so quickly, we need to be aggressive. I am all about being aggressive so I am excited about this. I am not excited about losing my hair. That will be a bummer. But it gave Bruce the chance of his lifetime to fulfill his fantasy to cut hair. Together he and Emily created a short bob for me that I think turned out quite cute. Just so you know, cutting our own hair prior to chemo seems to run in the Parker family. My dad cut his though only to find out he wasn't going to lose it....and I use the term "cut" loosely, butchered would be a better descriptor! I had mine cut professionally the first time but figured what the heck this time, let's have some fun with it. (But you can be sure I had the number to Great Clips close at hand!)
So blog and facebook friends there you have it. Back in the saddle for round 3. You know they say third time is the charm and let's hope they know what the hell they are talking about! This is getting kinda old. But I feel better today than yesterday and who knows what's waiting for me tomorrow (well...dumb question I am getting a port tomorrow but you know what I mean!)
Love and hugs to all
Pam
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