My next five days.

Readers, if were to give my last week a grade it would be a huge, f-ing F. It sucked! Just sucked. This is was my week. I got my port accessed and go into the infusion center on Monday. You have seen pictures of it before.

It’s cold in there. Why is always so dam cold? I am covered in warm blankets. They give me my pre fluids which takes half an hour. Then I get nausea medication. Then I get the chemo which takes three hours. My nausea medication makes me very sleepy, so half the time end up falling asleep, no work for me. When my chemo is done on that first day, I get hooked up to my little friend who will be with me the next 7+ days.

My little friend…

He sleeps with me too.

The first day was long because we first had to meet with Dr. D. at 11:30am. The Boy had Monday and Tuesday off from school that week so he was with us; what a way to spend your mini vay cay. Sorry Boy. I really would rather have been anywhere else.

The Boy an Me

My Boys one is reading the Hardy Boys book.

So after Monday things kind of went to shit. We did not plan for a week of me being umber emotional, tired, stinky, (only sponge bathes and after a few cold ones, who cares any more) having high expectations on the state of house (fur balls having fur balls), having to eat and My Man running back and forth trying to work, picking me up from treatment and oh yeah, we have to pick The Boy up from school, make sure he eats, does homework (homework??) and make sure he bathes too. It was a mess. I was a mess. The pump makes a noise every 24 seconds and at times it is the loudest sound in the room and then at times I had to make sure it was working. It went with me everywhere I went. I had to make special place for it in the car, in the bed, while I peed etc. And as each day went by I just felt worse and worse. And cried more and more.

On Friday everyone at the treatment center were all cheerful saying “Yeah, It’s Your Last Day!” Yeah. No. I got to go two more days of this shit at the hospital. No weekend bullshit for me. One good thing. I got to sleep in. During the week, I had to get up to help Aidan get ready for school and get ready to go into treatment at 8:30am. No sleeping in. And I needed sleep because I was up one or two times a night cause I had to pee. Oh how I hate peeing. (I will say, I didn’t have to keep track of it (like in the hospital) so that was a major plus.) Treatment on the weekend wasn’t until 11:30am. The Boy was spending the night at the BF’s (Thank you Jennifer) so My Man got to stay with me all day on Saturday.

My own TV

My Man working.

Hi. It is day 6 and I am not fine.

I liked the hospital treatment center. For one thing, it wasn’t as cold. I walked in there looking like the walking dead but they were still so nice. “Not feeling to well huh Mrs. Hamer”, “Getting enough fluids?” (always with the peeing!) “Getting enough sleep?” My Man liked the hospital infusion because he liked having his own TV for Game Day and the MSU game. On Saturday I slept through most of the treatment. I was so beat. I smelled. I hated peeing. I was so done. I probably broke down in tears 5 different times that day. The Boy spent another night out (reason 3 why I cried) so on Sunday My Man did not stay with me. He went and got the boy and they went shopping…puppy needs his food from Costco.

After my treatment I still had My little Friend with me. I won’t get rid of him till 11:30am on Monday. I drove to the doctors and I should not have been behind the wheel. I was not in any condition to drive but I had to go in and My Man has a job. What are you gong to do?

It is Tuesday and I feel so much better than I did the day before. And this is how it will be. I will feel better as each day goes by till I get to November 3rd and I have to start the whole damn thing over again.

My little friend…

So I made through day One of seven Readers…and I feel fine! We head to the doctor around 10:30. My blood work cam back loping good. White blood cells up since my camping trip with the 30 degrees at night during 24 Hours of Booty. Told the doctor about and totally threw The Boy under the bus saying he insisted we stay. What a good mom I am. The Boy had to come with us since he is on Fall break and does not go back to school till Wednesday. What a way to spend your break!

The Boy an Me

Dr.D seemed very happy with how I was feeling, my blood work and the fact my pain had lesson. After this treatment is over on Sunday, will go in on Monday to get “MLF” taken off and then later in the week more blood will be drawn. I will have a CT scan on the 27th and go in and see her on the 31st. I feel good about this treatment so far. More so then the trail I was undergoing. Last year, when I was on this treatment, my coughing went down after the first round. I didn’t have a bad cough but what I had has lesson and Dr. D. heard less wezzing in my lungs. Plus, the pain had tone down makes me feel optimistic. I try to not too lingering on this feeling. I want to be very cautious going forward one.

Day 2- Like this morning I had a coughing fit, just out of the blue, no warning. So who know what is going on with me. Sleeping with “MLF” wasn’t to bad at all. I just took him off and laid him next to me. I did have to wake up and the middle of the night to pee but more than in the hospital.

My Boys one is reading the Hardy Boys book.

Three hours later…I am tired and have had two more coughing fits. I was going to drop off the boy to Math tutor because I wanted to talk to her but I can’t because I am not doing well at all. I have a powerful cough medicate that will knock me out and I think that is what I will have have.My temp is a 99. Pickles!

It counties to rain here in ATL. Hope our friends out west are safe and sound. May you all have a peaceful evening.

Readers! It was chilly in the ATL this morning. I am in charge of dropping off The Boy to school for the week. My Man has to be downtown by am for a work function. it was pretty dark out too. It always feels strange to drop off your son at school in the dark.

After I posted my last post I realized I forgot some information. I will blame it on chemo brain. First of all, Team Hotel Yorba! It was made up of My Dad, my friend Alan V. and Me. As I told you yesterday, I rode 3 miles. My dad rode 30 miles and Alan V. knocked it out of the park by riding 101 miles!! Wait? What? Yes people 101 miles. He was a rock star. I am hoping we can count on him for next years team.

Those I ride for!

I have already signed up for the 2015 24 Hours of Booty and set up a Team page. This year we will be called Team Shay Warriors. I started a Team Shay Warriors Facebook page so make sure you do check it out and like us. I will be posting about fundraising for 2015 24 Hours of Booty. I also want to post positive cancer related stories, ideas, suggestions etc. I want it to be a happy place where people can go and smile. If you come across any story, organization, group etc., that would fit on our page, let me know. I will also take cute cat pictures because who doesn’t love those.

I am feeling pretty good. I think my pain has eased off (hard to tell when you are taking pain meds). I am not taking as many pain pills as before. Does that mean the tumors are shrinking? The one on my back still seems to be the same size…I think, it is hard to tell. My breathing is betting better. I still get short of breath but the weezing has gone away. My cough has also all but disappeared. The main thing I am dealing with now, is my mouth. It is killing me. Brushing my teeth (even with my super awesome soft toothbrushes from Jennifer C.) hurts like hell. I am not sure if I am doing all that great of a job. My gums are so sore so eating is tough too. It should only last a few more days (I hope) if memory serves me right.

I know that many of you have donated to my 2014 ride and I do not expect you to donate to my 2015 ride till 2015 (please!) but I wanted to put my page link out there. Remember, it’s a tax right off! My personal 24 Hours of Booty page. If you know of any organizations that donate money for charitable organizations, please let me know. I know my company and My Man’s company match donations. I hope you all had a great Tuesday.It was supposed to rain here in the ATL but the sun is still shinning.

Be Safe and Be Good Readers!!