Chemo four infused!

Infused sounds like a cool thing...and I reckon it is. Rita got up before me and had beans cooking, coffee dripping and the dog fed by the time I made it to the kitchen!  I got my favorite nurse today, whose pokes do not hurt and who is a great gal. I began to feel drousy once the benadryl was in me and was out with the next addition. I slept about four hours and needed it having been up til 5 am. The chemo sit well enough with me that I went ahead and handled two errands: Tractor Supply store humongo bone purchase for Trooper (Thanks, Auntie Rita, says Trooper!) and shirt exchange, then to the bank. Once home, I went into bedroom and took my preferred medication. I then ate a dinner of white bean soup and organic jasmine basmati brown rice, courtesy of Rita. After dinner, we viewed some pics and watched a Nature show of high interest about Douglas Firs.

I reached out and asked my sister if she would take me to the PET scan Tuesday and now I no longer have any concern about that. I realize Wednesday is the really big day. Dr. Puc will go over the results of the PET scan and my prognosis. I believe it is going to go well. Today's blood work provided the latest CA-125 results. My number is now 3.8! It is down from last time. I was recently told that it is unlikely the number will go all the way to zero, but I am not convinced. I sure want it as low as possible. The chemo is doing it's job for the cancer antigen number to be down in low normal range. I am grateful and delighted and charged up with more strength at this point. I feel good and not nauseous. I hope to keep this feeling. I have vitamin c infusion tomorrow afternoon. Things feel on track.

I know I am on the right path. I have given thought to my confusion and have made peace within. Sometimes we simply cannot understand actions and take things personally when they are not meant to be. It's equally true that actions are a form of communication and they say things in lieu of words. I get all of this. I suspect I will grow though the difficulties ahead as I generally do and that I will be a better person for wisely evaluating my feelings and working to better understand myself.

I sign off ready to get to bed at a better time than I achieved last cycle. Hoping to feel equally well in the morning. I believe I will be able to take Rita to the train station Thursday morning, no problem, and then to return home to jam on them tax prep sheets. I will be happy to have that appointment over with on Saturday.