And, since we’re talking about three, this is the third one I’ve had in as many months. My blood counts are still taking their time to recover. After another blood test this morning, I knew I was going to be in for a fun afternoon when the oncologist said, “Unfortunately, we can’t see what’s going on inside of you, and your peripheral blood can only tell us so much…”
I’ll spare you the gory details (although you are welcome to read the description from the link above), but this time around I was given some premedications (both anti-anxiety and anti-pain) which worked quite effectively (and quickly) since they were administered through my hickman. When asked if the Dilaudid was working, the nurse seemed quite amused at my description of it, “Sort of feeling like a warm, fuzzy teddy bear hugging my inner chest. So, yes, I’d say it’s working.”
So, back to no bathing for a few days. And, back to waiting… one day at a time, one day at a time.