Chemo #6 (8/23/2016) Taxol
I'm a bit behind in posting but I think the good thing about that is that it speaks to the fact that I am feeling so good that I am busy doing other things and I am super happy about that!
This past round of chemo was my worst infusion but it led to my best week...so I guess we had a little good and bad balancing act going on.
The bad....
I mentioned in my previous chemo post that doses 5-8 would be a different chemo cocktail than what I had had for doses 1-4. As part of my new chemo routine, they pre-medicate me with a steroid (for nausea) and two medications to prevent having a reaction. Wait! You can have a reaction to the chemo? How unlucky would a person have to be to have an allergic reaction to chemotherapy...come on, they are already going through chemo!
Yes, well that unlucky person was me and it happened on my last dose!
So my chemo day pretty much looks like this...
* arrive at the hospital, check in, have my port plugged in and labs drawn
* have a check up with my oncologist, review lab results, check my lungs, heart, extremities, etc.
* settle into my recliner at the infusion center, receive pre-medications and start chemo infusion
All was well up until that "start chemo infusion" part. I knew (because of the premedications) that Taxol has a potential for a reaction, but because this was my second dose of Taxol I simply assumed that no reaction with the first dose meant no reaction. I was pretty tired by the time my infusion began so I was reclined and basically asleep. Within about 10 minutes of the infusion beginning I had an immediate weight on my chest that felt like something had just been placed on top of it. I could not take anything more than a shallow breath, and even that hurt really bad. At that same time, my back began to hurt excrutiatingly. I immediately knew I was having a reaction so I turned to Rich to ask him to get my nurse and his eyes got large and he told me that I was really flushed - like beet red. My nurse was helping another patient so Rich found the closest nurse and as soon as she looked up at me she knew what was going on. Instantly there were three nurses surrounding me....one put oxygen on me and was helping me to take breaths, another was taking my vital signs and another was stopping my infusion and running saline through my IV and pushing benadryl and dexamethasone to stop the reaction. My oncologist was notified during all of the hustle and bustle and she was there at my side until it was determined that everything was okay.
The best part?
Then they started the infusion again!
I won't lie. It seemed pretty counterintuitive to me too but I guess by the time they pump you full of drugs to curb the reaction, you can then just continue with the drug cause your body has enough meds on board to finish out the course. So that is what we did.
The good...
For being a bit of a crazy infusion day, I have to say that this has been my best post-chemo week yet. Because chemo obliterates my blood counts, I generally go to the hospital the day after chemo to get a shot that stimulates my bone marrow to start reproducing blood cells (RBC's, WBC's, platelets) so that I can have high enough blood counts in two weeks time to get another dose of chemo. This has been the only round of chemo that my counts were high enough going into the chemo that my doctor didn't have me get that booster shot the next day. I think that that one difference is what made my week. That shot has it's own side effects and by not getting that shot I recouped really fast and really never had a "down" day this past cycle.
So I guess we'll take the good and be glad that our week ended on a positive.





























