<p>Thank you all again so much; it helps more than I can ever express to come back here and read these posts. I too am happy that my primary oncologist is a fighter - we had three phone calls last night between 8:30 - 10:30 on various matters, plus he was present on site this morning for my chemo; a lot of personal attention and support.</p>
<p>Even this morning he still has plans to get me into remission - even after I progressed on three prior chemos. But even if he did not have this belief, I would still have mine. Still it’s nice to be on the same page. </p>
<p>I was in treatment from 8:30 until 6:00 p.m. today. That is how long it takes to get all of the premeds, fluids, and two chemotherapy drugs on board. No scary reaction to the benedryl this time thankfully. </p>
<p>Tomorrow and Sunday, I go back for two more drugs, then, more next Friday, and we continue this for nine weeks, then re-evaluate. </p>
<p>It has also been suggested that I get a blood transfusion; I do not need one yet but my primary oncologist wants to head off a potential free fall of counts??? Any thoughts on this from anyone? I would like to make a decision very soon. Oh, and I also will begin getting daily shots of Neupogen. I am extremely short of breath; even climbing as few as ten stairs has me short of breath and it would be useful for me to be able to get back to a reasonable level of functionality. Tonight I went for a walk and climbed a hill and was gasping at the top of it. </p>
<p>A friend was with me all day; because of where they placed the IV to run the drugs, I couldn’t use my left hand, and so she had to go to the bathroom with me and help me pull my jeans down and up again, and get them zipped and buttoned again. As much fluid as I drink you can imagine how often we had to do this over this 10 hour day. We sort of laughed; never, ever in our wildest did we imagine that we would be doing this sort of thing - her helping me out in the bathroom. Oh well, we are both very active in sports (or at least I was, prior to diagnosis - she still is a very avid cyclist and marathon competitor) and very accustomed to locker room environments so at least it wasn’t too terribly strange. She is a very, very good friend. I am grateful to have such people in my world. </p>
<p>My daughter is much better today, for which I am so grateful and happy. She called me twice; I gave her the news. At first she was a little upset but I reminded her that the scans were a bit flaky (not even any numbers reported and they didn’t even mention the kidney stent); also, this is a very, very aggressive treatment, most people in my condition cannot even have such treatment as they are in bed with no ability to care for themselves and typically are not fully awake. </p>
<p>I said in the very first post that if there is a person who can beat this cowardly disease, I am that person. I am still here and I have not changed, except that I am not afraid of this stupid disease any more. (And it is truly a very stupid disease - all it does is inanely multiply itself.)</p>