I went with Sue to her meeting with her Oncologist.
The man is a pompous git, but Sue said he listened this time, and explained better too.
She, however, is her own worst enemy.
She was asked how she was feeling… ‘Fine’ she said brightly.
I butted in… fine - if you consider constant diarrhea, and having to ‘remind’ your legs how to work each time you stand up, to be ‘fine’.
That changed the atmosphere a bit. PG (pompous git) sat up a bit straighter and read his notes.
He thinks her reaction to the chemo is not an allergic one, rather that she is having a ‘rough time of it’. That the nursing staff were asking about her breathing was not so much that they expected her to be unable to breathe, rather that it seems a patient’s perception is that they are unable to breathe – the reality is, your breathing is just fine.
It seems – if a chemo patient is going to have an adverse reaction, it is always during the administration of the last 5mls of Oxalyplatin… my questions for next time: “If that is the case, why do you administer the last 5mls?” “Who decides how much Oxalyplatin a patient needs?” “Is Oxalyplatin always packaged in that particular dosage”? I’ll be going to all her Oncologist appointments from now on – if only to keep her honest!
I’m spending this afternoon at the hospital with her as she undergoes her third chemo treatment.
She is quite cheerful at the thought of another treatment. (Killing the fking cancer cells). I am shitting myself.
On a much happier note, we are having the most amazing weather! We have had a string of hotter than hot days – which is something unheard of in my area! The cats and I are struggling to keep cool – though they all have their ‘hidey’ places where they hunker down and wait the heat out.
Despite the heat, my crock-pot has been doing overtime. I’ve been making batch after batch of bone broth, which I then reduce down to cubes of jelly deliciousness. The cubes are easy to store, and added to a cup of hot water, make a really tasty and nutritious broth.