Welcome to my first blog post. Well this isn’t really my first blog post as I will be posting my archive journal entries in the near future. God knows when that will be as I am now 11 weeks into treatment and just now starting the blog. (Thank you Troy who is my guest transcriber for today.) So here goes…
I will often times refer to myself in the third person because I have the luxury of a transcriber today who is sitting next to my ER bed. So I got to the Cancer Care Center today expecting my chemo. Since I just finished battling my fever this weekend Dr. Pinder did another full workup prior to the chemo and determined that I had a serious shortness of breath issue. Significantly decreased oxygen to Cat = trip to the ER. Four hours, one chest X-Ray, one CT Scan, three cooking shows, one terrible phlobotamist and a $100 deductible later I am now hooked up to my 3rd antibiotic of the weekend. Sucky fucky.
Needless to say I didn’t get my chemo today. I am hopeful I’ll get it tomorrow but I’m starting to think this Taxol stuff (which is supposed to be much easier than the A/C combo I was on before) is harder on my system. Bastard. Perhaps it’s just that my body is figuring out that I’m not done with this shit yet and is finally taking a well needed break. Its idea of a break is a minor case of pneumonia. Yep, I have pneumonia. As if billing 155 plus hours a month wasn’t enough stress on my system prior to my cancer diagnosis. Oh yeah did I mention that I “had” a major brief due last week Friday which got pushed to Monday when I had to come into the hospital with a 103.1F fever that day, which then got pushed to tomorrow after today’s ER fiasco. Not to mention the fact that I have been functioning at half oxygen capacity all weekend thanks to my lovely pneumonia – no wonder I was hallucinating Sunday night.
That’s it, I’m tired, sick of being in the hospital, sick of being poked, prodded, listened to, asked my birthday, how to spell my name, if there’s any pressure in my legs, to rate the pain in my chest from 1 to 10, etc – might ask me the PIN # to my Money Market account (it’s 4518 by the way). That’s it.
You hang in there Cat, if anyone can do this you can.
Comment by Richie — June 2, 2008 @ 9:36 pm |
go Go GO cat Cat CAT!
We are sending a continuous stream of good thoughts your way. Load ‘em up!
Team Cat, Canadian Division
Comment by osh — June 3, 2008 @ 3:12 am |
Yawza!! You can do this!!
Positive works. If your bored there is http://www.ted.com.
(Thanks Troy)
-enki
Comment by enki — June 3, 2008 @ 5:59 am |
Great idea to get the blog going. Now we can be on track with the latest updates.
Perhaps sven could rig up some kind of device that has all the answers to the questions recorded for you, each response played at the press of a button.
And of course the button on the top left will be “Kill that dirty bitch karla”.
Second button from the top left “do it now”.
Third button “I got this under control.”
xoxo
Comment by Katrin — June 4, 2008 @ 4:23 pm |
Dang dude. I thought you were gonna take it a little easier at work during this process? Do I need to come up there and kick some asses at your law firm or what? Sucks about the pneumonia. Does the O2 deprivation feel anything like huffing from the blue pig? Hang tough, Chopstick! And thanks for taking time out to blog. Those of us who love you and live far away crave updates on how you’re doing.
Sending long distance loving and sexy winks in your direction. ;-0 xoxo
Comment by Molly — June 5, 2008 @ 11:47 am |
I LOVE YOU, CAT! I adore you. I am amazed by you. I am constantly inspired by you. I am thinking of you and sending you lots of love and healing vibes all the TIME! xoxo
Comment by Monica — June 5, 2008 @ 2:24 pm |