As I mentioned yesterday, the cardiologist and oncologist both agreed that my heart was healthy enough to begin treatment, so I had my first round of chemotherapy today.
Moving forward, I will have chemo every other Thursday for a total of four to six months (or eight to twelve actual treatments). The number of treatments will depend on how well my body responds to the drugs, if there are any health-related hiccups, and how much the cancer shrinks throughout the duration.
If for some reason you can’t see the video below, click here to watch it on YouTube.
You can kind of tell from the video that the chemo itself wasn’t to bad at all. I fell asleep toward the end, which was probably a combination of the drugs and just being tired in general. Additionally, the nurses and staff were very, very friendly and helpful, which Libby and I are extremely thankful for and which made the experience practically palatable.
Next Monday I’m having a port installed, so all future blood tests and chemo IV drips, etc. can be done from the port instead of a bunch of random IV insertions in my hands and arms. I’m not really enthusiastic about having it in my chest, but I’m confident that the benefits of having one will outweigh my general wussiness and vague belonephobia.
The next “unknown” is how, when, and if, my body will will react to the chemo drugs. I could be fine for a few days and then have to pack it in for a day or two; I could be really bad tomorrow and then fine for the next two weeks. It’s hard to predict how any particular patient will react during the so-called “chemo hangover,” so we’ll just have to wait and see.
Thanks for your continued love, prayers, and support. Let’s keep on doin’ this.