Well into the Ritxumab now. Rituximab takes the longest time to administer, but I get the drug pumped in at a slightly higher rate each cycle since the body adjusts to it.
Also, finally got a picture of the treatment room that doesn't appear to violate HIPAA:
I will admit I was really not looking forward to today, but everything is going well so far. I'm not even irritated enough to rant on anything at the moment, so...your loss. Treatment is a really delicate time mentally. I don't like being here at all. I think I like it less each cycle. It's tough to see other people in this situation, and everyone gives me that "oh dear he's very young" look. Which I know, but the looks on their faces remind me of that fact more than I would like.
I give a ton of credit to people who come here to sit with patients. That just seems really boring. At least I get a nice chair and the benefit of, you know, not dying from cancer. But there aren't any benefits for the people who sit there and watched their friend or family member get chemo. It's gotta be less than fun to watch, and most people are missing work or school to do it. So, props to you, people who sit with chemo patients.
I pee way too much. I drink a lot of fluids during chemo (and really, all the time. Helps to flush the system and is just generally healthy). Taking a leak during chemo is a really cumbersome process. You have to have the nurse come over, pause and unplug your machine (since the chemo drugs are toxic and would presumably wreck the hardwood floor if they spilled or something), then drag the whole contraption into the restroom where you try to pee without hitting your IV tube that runs from the machine on your right to your left arm.
I guess it's some combination of the fluids and the drugs that lead to the frequent urination...but damn man. I'm 25 and I'm pissing circles around the AARP in here.
We are burning through this shit today. Not literally, which is a real concern with the chemo drugs. But today has gone very well so far.
It's really amazing how much little things impact your psyche during treatment. If things go well, you're really upbeat, positive about your treatment, happy about the situation. If things don't go well - if nurses don't change drugs quickly, if you need to wait around for things - then it impacts your mental state.
DAMMIT WE LOST THE NO HITTER IN THE 6TH INNING! The Adriamycin was supposed to be "pushed" but apparently it was put into a bag so they had to whip up a new batch. Slight delay, but things are moving along again
Two visitors so far. Sister drove in from college to visit treatment room. Who wouldn't want this sweet smiling face staring at them during treatment?
Really happy with the way things are going today Nearly done and its not even noon. A sub 4 hour R-CHOP is a big deal. Looks like we could hit that.
Mother asked the nurse what we can do with my used Neupogen needles. Nurse says we can bring them to the hospital and they will take care of them. Which seems better than my current strategy of hiding needles in random places all over the house.
Done. That's gotta be some type of record. Maybe not but still...to get this all done in under 4 hours is awesome. Every minute I don't have to spend in the treatment room is a good minute. I think my pregame pep talked work. Good execution across the board today. The rub: I'm now going to try to beat this time (3 hours, 53 minutes) in my future cycles. Which will probably result in me pouring the drugs into a giant vat and trying to chug it during cycle 6.
It's nice to know how I'm going to feel at certain times during the cycle, but then you just end up sitting around and waiting to feel terrible. It's like walking around with a time bomb in you. I try to load up on food when I get back from treatment because the anti-nausea drugs I get during treatment take a while to wear off.
I'm trying a new strategy this time around to deal with the post-treatment nausea. I will be taking my severe nausea medication (zofran) first as a sort of prophylactic (like that one, huh?) measure, and I'll follow it up with the mild nausea meds (compozine) after that. It's a possibly futile attempt to head off the nausea I usually experience post treatment.
But hey...cycle 3 is done and it went really well. And that's a good first half of the day. I'll see what I can do about the second half, but it may just come down to "tough it out, asshole." Either way...I'm at least halfway (hopefully) through this business. That's a good feeling.