Wednesday I was in to see my family doctor’s associate, and her nurse practitioner, Clementine. [God bless Clementine, btw. She keeps such good tabs on me, it’s like having a mother. A live, younger, Trinidadian mother who knows lots about medicine. ok, it’s like having a really great nurse.]
The doctor’s advice: the throwing up 4-5x per day from August 20-on (with a break August 24 for just one throwup! wow what a great day!) was a perfect storm brought on by: reaction to the pain medication; taking antibiotics August 19 for dentist visit for abscess; going into second week of chemo. So, I went in asking to step down my pain meds and that’s what I got.
Yesterday I related to my son, via text (he’s in BC, apparently looking at views and then comparing to postcards, pre-apocalyptic-fires) the most embarrassing thing about being sick, this time. Picture a quiet apartment, 7:00 am, me greeting my trainer, Anna, kitted up in my yoga pants and shirt:
Anna – How you feeling? Me-not so good. Anna-I made you a smoothie! Me-(runs to bathroom, loud sounds of throwup). 5 minutes later… Me-So sorry, I don’t think I can work out today. Anna-That’s ok. Feel better. Here, I’ll put the smoothie in the fridge. Me-(runs back to bathroom).
Today I spoke with my oncology nurse, who said my oncologist recommended taking an extra week off at the end of my regular break week. Part of me is glad – maybe I can now eat some of the delicious produce around Ottawa this time of year! Another part of me worries – the 2 weeks on/ 1 week off schedule has been my best tumour-killer. Does this mean the tumours will get to regroup and win some more. fuuuuuuck.
Today I’m focusing on the positive. Fresh juice smoothie this morning c/o my trainer, Anna. Delicious, nutritious, and STAYING DOWN. Getting friends together Sunday. And, just because when I pointed it out, Regis said ‘Go. why not. what’s stopping you’, I got a $200 flight and $99 hotel for this: http://whitney.org/Events/99ObjectsFourDarksInRed
which is worth about a million bucks.