Steve
Well, today’s another one of the biggies: a two drug chemo day, which we have all been
facing with a little trepidation. On the
plus side, it means Gabrielle has successfully completed one of the six cycles
and this is the beginning of Cycle 2 (yesterday being Day Zero again). Last go round with two drugs was complicated
by some leakage from her abdominal incision which won’t happen for two
reasons. The first is that her incision
is all healed up, and the second is that both drugs will be administered
through the portacath near her collarbone.
This is because the abdominal one is still being a bit persnickety. Two days ago, she went in for another
ultrasound of the abdominal port which also included an attempt to aspirate fluid
from the area around it. It was a long
day, what with ultrasound, talking to the radiologist, then Dr. M. and the
aspiration. You might say that her
aspirations were that she wouldn’t have to stay so long, and that when she was
all done, she was exaspirated (just giving punster Daniel a run for his money).
But she’s most likely in good spirits, as far as I
can tell. Am not sure exactly as I haven’t
seen hide nor hair of her yet this morning.
There is a strange sound akin either to the sawing of logs or a lyre bird
calling from the bedroom (see Daniel’s amazing entry on birds and watch the
video on the lyre bird…just not when your boss is watching if you check this at
work). A quick update on Valentine’s
Day. It went OK. I know she said that she just didn’t feel up
to going out to Canlis, but the truth of the matter is that she knows that her
husband is a bit of a cheapskate and she said she wanted to stay home just to
help me save face and a few bucks (though we did miss being waited on by
Kyle). We had a great dinner of baked
potatos (is that how Dan Quayle spells it?) with all the trimmings and the most
amazing steak from Omaha Steak Company…a birthday gift from my mom that had
been just itching for the right occasion.
Dessert was courtesy of our next door neighbor, Kevin. I don’t know what it was, but it was
chocolaty and gooey and really really good.
So good, in fact, that I was only able to eat one of the three pounds of
Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory Candy flown in courtesy of Aunt Peggy (oh, was
it supposed to be for Gabrielle? My
bad!).
Now for a little aside. I personally am feeling a little left out by
all this talk of chemo for Gabrielle.
What most of you don’t know (and probably would rather not know…especially
if you’re one of my patients) is that I have just completed a round of “chemo”
myself. As we used to do in junior high,
I will compare and contrast our chemo treatments for you, so you will be fully
up to speed on the goings on at the Dudley household. Here, in table form is all the skinny:
Gabrielle’s chemo
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Steve’s chemo
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What it’s for
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Stage 3 ovarian cancer
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Toenail fungus
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Regimen
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Once a week, 18 weeks…126 days overall
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120 days of pills...a horribly long time for this non pill person
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Means of administration
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By kindly nurses accompanied by
snacks, warm blankies, a devoted son, in a comfy chair
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A pill hastily thrown back with nary a
swig of water
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Side effects
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Nausea, weight loss, hair loss
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Nasty taste in my mouth if I don’t
swallow the pill fast enough. Weight
gain (how else can I explain gaining 5 pounds this past month?).
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Purpose
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To kill those nasty cancer cells
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To give my toenails that “fresh from
the pedicure look”
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Other benefits
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Tell the folks at Canlis you are on
cancer drugs and you get a reservation, no questions asked.
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Tell the folks at Luisa’s Mexican
Restaurant you’ve got toenail fungus and they put you at a table by the
dumpster and make you jump on the trash when it gets too full.
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Cost
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This where the Visa commercial would
say “priceless”!
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Ten buck co-pay
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Current spokesperson for specific
disease
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National Ovarian Cancer Coalition: Nani
E. Vinken, German TV celebrity
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Nail fungus: a cartoon blob that makes
that green slime on the Mucinex commercial look downright stunningly
attractive
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Chance of being spokesperson for said
disease
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Very high. Gabrielle has the “it” factor: charisma,
charm, wit, grace, beauty.
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What would happen if Slim Whitman
married the Flying Nun: Slim and Nun
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What happens when people find out you
are on chemo
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Amazing outpouring of warmth and love
that is hard to fathom
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The neighbors pull their cats indoors
so they won’t get infected with claw fungus.
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Well that’s it, folks! We’ll let you know how round two of dual
drugs goes later on. Thanks for all your
prayers, support, goodies, Oregon Dux caps (you know who youse is), candy,
dinners, and so much more. Blessings to
all.