OK. Where did we leave off? After 12 sessions of Taxotere/Caboplatin, I was declared clear of cancer activity and given a 3-month reprieve from chemo. Then cancer came back in two nodes and a pleural effusion (lining of the lung). After four sessions of the drug Topotecan, the doctors determined it wasn’t working so they switched me to Doxil. After the fourth session of Doxil (which, by the way, has some really nasty side effects like scabs, rash, and/or blisters where clothes touch your body) they blessedly pulled me off of that chemo.
June 19 they started me on a combo of Cisplatin/Gemzar which is given on two consecutive Thursdays with the third Thursday just blood drawn for labs. The 3-week cycle is considered one treatment.
Not sure how much my past weekend’s nausea/vomiting/diarrhea is related to the Cisplatin, notorious for causing same. Recently Tyler brought home a diarrhea bug from daycare; several people at work have complained of stomach flu recently; and gather a virulent flu bug has been going thru Severn Park.
Nauseous and vomiting over the weekend, I called out of work on Monday, but dragged myself to work on Tuesday looking like death warmed over, according to some. My acupuncturist said my energy level was extremely low when I saw him at noon so he left my needles, etc. in longer, I think, to give me more chi. I admit I felt better after my appointment so hope the worst is over.
Today is Induction Day at the U.S. Naval Academy; more than 1,200 plebes report to begin their journey through the Academy. Just prior to all this, the Public Affairs Office and our Publications Office got new carpeting and office furniture. So the past few weeks, everything has been in an uproar at work. Am back in my office but still have to unpack boxes and put everything in new places.
On the home front, Megan and Alex sold their townhouse and were briefly without a home until their offer was accepted on the second house they bid on. They move to a single family home several miles west of their old TH in Columbia in mid-August.
June 6 several tornadoes hit the area, with one tearing up huge trees in a community a few miles south of my home in Round Bay. One family lost their back porch as well as the three family autos to various trees. The next morning Dylan and I heard a huge thud on our roof; a dead limb had fallen onto our roof. Dylan initially told me it hadn’t done any damage to the roof, only had torn the gutter away from the end of the flashing. A week later when he went up to throw the limb off the roof, he realized the limb had gouged a fist-sized hole into the roof. He tarped and sandbagged it until I was able to have it repaired before torrential downpours could damage the dining room ceiling. Never a dull moment at the Joneses.
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