Wednesday marked chemo number 5. I think we (drugs, nurses, doctors, friends, husband, and I) have it down to a science. Not to say that life is as easy as week one, but I am still going about my life without very much interruption. Koren is here (a.k.a. KoKo) and that has been a nice diversion. On Monday night we headed to Harvest Vine for tapas to celebrate her 35th birthday. The food/wine was excellent, but the service was total crap. I do not think they were prepared for a busy Monday and even had to resort to making their own bread since they ran out. Tuesday we went and played tennis and, sheesh, that was difficult. I was sucking wind big time and needing many breaks. I guess red blood cells are muy importante…lightheadedness and leg cramping set in. I went for a yummy smoothie afterwards with an iron kick to it. Believe it or not, my red blood cell count was up a tad from last week, but white and platelet count was down. There does not appear to be any worry about getting my final chemo though. I am counting on the following dates to be upheld: June 13-final chemo and June 18-final radiation. In the infamous words of Tim Gunn, “Carry on.”
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June 7, 2007 at 11:16 am |
Congratulations Beth – you are on the home stretch! A friend of mine swears by pot roast for the anemia.
June 8, 2007 at 9:49 am |
Hey there Beth, you are way up there on the richter scale of rock star cancer patients…i can’t believe how you’ve plowed through this stuff…and you sound more active than me in your anemic state…
How about a cast iron frying pan. You can build your biceps while you cook that liver…
Let’s walk one day…
June 10, 2007 at 6:30 pm |
I hear that “frings” are not a good source of iron. Please avoid.
June 13, 2007 at 11:41 am |
Beth, when I was anemic from my UC, I had to drink liquid iron. Wherever your anemia takes you, don’t go here. Tastes like crap, smells like crap…I think it was made from crap.