Well, 6 days it was, I suppose.
A lot has happened in the past few days, so please forgive me for not writing. Haven't really felt up to it.
Wednesday I got a bone marrow biopsy.
Thursday I get a call from Onk. "You need to come in right away and we need to start another round of chemo. I don't want to wait until Monday." Thursday night I checked into a hotel room in the hospital. It was a small room and I can't say I was very fond of this room.
Friday I got a PICC line. It's similar to a blood spigot although this one is in my upper left arm instead of in my chest. My arm feels bruised and tender around the area of the PICC. Friday night I got my first round of chemo. This chemo is what they call MEC. Each letter stands for a different chemical that they use, but I don't know which one is which.
I get the first chemical around 8pm which lasts an hour. My second chemical comes immediately after at 9pm, lasting 6 hours until 3am. Then I get a 3 hour break and at 6am I get a bag of this very toxic looking cerulean blue chemical that only lasts for 10 or 20 minutes. The last one makes my urine turn green, which is a little weird.
Overall, the week has been pretty rough with some bright sides. My friend, Gator (the one who gave me the massive stuffed leukocyte) came up and spent the weekend. Kym and my mom have both been around a lot too.
I got moved to my old, much bigger room one of the days, but everything kid of blends together so it's hard to remember which day.
Nausea has been a problem the past few days, but we're working through it. I'm hoping now that the chemo is done, the nausea should simmer down a little bit. Last night was my last night of chemo this tim around.
Anyway, it's Thanksgiving so I should be thankful for something. I'm thankful that this is only one year. And I will have my good thanksgivings in my future.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone, from Bulwyf Broclergaard.