Yes, I had my first dose of carboplatin this morning. It will become a regular thing - every week for three weeks, then one week off, then start over. Here I am, waiting for all the orders to get sorted out so I can have my infusion, which takes about 30 minutes. It's a far cry from the six hours or so I spent in the chair when I did my first chemo treatments. Rick and Christine sat with me...I'm never ever alone for chemo thanks to the loving support of my family.
My blood counts were a little screwy today - both white and red counts were low and I'm officially anemic plus my protein level was low. It does explain why the energizer bunny isn't feeling very energized. More beef!
And I got a copy of the PET/CT scan report...ick. I have to say it was uglier than I expected. Carboplatin needs to harness this beast.
On a more pleasant note, we had a fabulous Christmas with our whole family. Every year, anyone spending the night wherever I do, gets new jammies from Santa Jammy. I usually buy for everyone (including myself) but this year I was told that someone else was taking care of my Santa Jammy. And someone did...
Yes, indeed! Remember Ralphie in the "deranged Easter bunny" suit in A Christmas Story? Yup, you got it. They had me walk down to the landing overlooking the living room, and the tv had been queued to the same scene in the movie where Ralphie, looking pathetic, agrees that he wants to take it off. We all laughed so hard we were in tears.
If laughter cures, I should be seeing a Christmas miracle!