Written by Wayne:
How about this crazy winter weather? This has been one for the books.
In the past few weeks I have gone for times for a treatment, and four times I could not take one. My platelets were too low. Low platelets is something the doctors cannot give you a shot to improve, there is no medicine or pill they can give you to bring the count up. Low platelets are a by-product of chemo. Only a transfusion will help and I have no idea what that would entail. I start getting pumped up the day before a treatment. Getting ready to get hooked up, resign myself to a long period of sitting still. Then to be told "no treatment today." It really takes the wind out of my sails.
Having vitals is not bad...blood pressure, temp, pulse, question about new medicines, are you taking blood thinners, etc. Same questions each week but I realize they are just doing their job. Now comes the hard part, getting the port hooked up. The needle that goes into your chest is only 1.5 inches long. The pain that the needle generates does not last long but is very intense. Every time it happens I want to reach behind me and see if came out the back.
Don't read to much into the pain level. I am a wimp. If they ever make wimp an olympic sport, I will most likely captain the team.
On a happier note, I had a CT scan and it showed the tumor mass was shrinking. The liver is looking better. Blood level is 12.6 {12 is good}, white blood cells are good and my weight is holding at 200 lbs. Much better than in November. Thank you for your prayers and concern. I am still convinced GOD is in charge and HIS will shall be done.
In my younger days we listened to St. Louis Cardinal baseball. Jack Buck was one of the announcers, his signature sign-off was " thanks for your time, this time, till next time, so long."
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