Actually, it's past noon. Mornings are for sleeping. Nighttime is for peeing, and peeing and peeing. That's the way it works with Dr. Burt's cytoxan chemo protocol. He's washing a lot of fluids through me along with several protective drugs to reduce negative side-effects of the chemo. I get acid reflux, headache, and it feels like I'm being kicked in the gut sometimes, but it is manageable. I'm to eat three small meals a day, but it's not easy and I'm losing weight.
I'm showering on my own each morning with a high-level antibacterial soap, as best I can with my continued leg spasticity. A nurse helps me wrap my picc line to keep it dry. And she helps me dry off and get dressed. I'm as weak as a cub.
I asked Dr. Burt what he thought of the similar treatments going on in Ottawa. He said he disagrees with the higher-level chemo toxicity that their protocol uses. Egad, I'd hate to be those people.
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