Round 2 - Day 1 - Don't Drink the Kool-Aid
So, it's in. The red goo of doom, the fiery red headed vixen Donna, the breaker of hearts, aka Daunorubicin made it's first of 3 visits today. Joining her was the ever vigilant clean up man, Cytarabine, aka Ara-C on his first of 5 visits.
Together they are blasting away through my body, killing Leukemia cells. Unfortunatly it's more of a "scorched earth" policy, and they are going to pretty much destroy all the infrastructure on the way. Much like a team of Blackwater security agents, anyone who looks wrong is probably doing something wrong, and better be delt with. See, that guy up there, he is yelling at a taste bud who is loitering. It's not going to go well for the taste bud who is refusing to "move along". The report will show that the taste bud was I high ranking Al-Qaeda member, and he was found with a IED on/in his person.
My platelets were down to 20 today, and they gave me a transfusion. That comes with a dose of IV Benadryl, and that comes with about 6 hours of falling asleep every few minutes. Having the anti-nausea and chemo drugs didn't help much either so I was out most of the day. It's going to be a rough night sleep.
During one of my sleepy stupors the nurse looked at the pee-pee chart, didn't see much action, got me out of bed and onto the scale, and then headed off to get something. In the intervening minutes I woke up enough and realized what was about to go down. Quickly I went to the bathroom and dropped about a kilo, and was back on the scale when she came back in with some funky diuretics. The last thing I want is even more chemicals in this toxic waste field, or having to take an uncontrollable leak every 10 minutes.
I hate having to divulge my Super Hero power of "Massive Bladder", and my kryptonite aka "Benadryl" all in one day.
Numbers today - White 4.4, Red 105, Platelets 20*
My platelets were down to 20 today, and they gave me a transfusion. That comes with a dose of IV Benadryl, and that comes with about 6 hours of falling asleep every few minutes. Having the anti-nausea and chemo drugs didn't help much either so I was out most of the day. It's going to be a rough night sleep.
During one of my sleepy stupors the nurse looked at the pee-pee chart, didn't see much action, got me out of bed and onto the scale, and then headed off to get something. In the intervening minutes I woke up enough and realized what was about to go down. Quickly I went to the bathroom and dropped about a kilo, and was back on the scale when she came back in with some funky diuretics. The last thing I want is even more chemicals in this toxic waste field, or having to take an uncontrollable leak every 10 minutes.
I hate having to divulge my Super Hero power of "Massive Bladder", and my kryptonite aka "Benadryl" all in one day.
Numbers today - White 4.4, Red 105, Platelets 20*
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