Another day, another platelet transfusion.

Hello!

I believe the last time I wrote was at the beginning of my 3rd round of chemo. Far too long ago! My apologies.

Last week, I went in for my post-chemo check up with the confidence that my blood counts would be at an acceptable level – I was feeling great. Nope. My doctor told me I had to go get another platelet transfusion, as my count was at a risky 1o, to which I immediately thought, “Mmmm. Stan’s Doughnuts is in Westwood…” Oink oink. So I did my thing, got my transfusion, and then got rear ended on my way home. No big deal, I told her, I just got more platelets!

In other news, it turns out that while I am doing very well with the chemo, my bone marrow is just not enjoying it so much. My doctor believes that doing the full regimen of Ifosfomide and Doxorubicin will not be worth the risk for the fourth (and last!) treatment. Instead, I’ll just do the doxorubicin, a 3-day out patient treatment. I want to be super excited about this, given that my biggest issue with chemo has been the anxiety I get in the hospital (keep knocking on wood), but it would have been nice to round off this oh so joyous chemo experience in the most aggressive way possible.  Go out with a bang, you know? Anyhow, I couldn’t be more elated not to have to go back into the hospital where I pretty much turn into a zombie and disappear from my room for hours at a time. Okay, so that only happened once. I was just making friends!

On a very exciting note, my eyebrows and eyelashes are coming back in full force! I missed them dearly. Now, the hair on my head, not so much. I’m not too sure when that will be coming back, but you better believe that I will let you know as soon as it does.

Well, it’s August now. I’ll be done with chemotherapy by mid-month, a fact I just came to terms with this very moment. Holy shit.  Then it’s my birthday! I suppose the next 5 birthdays will be special markers in my survivorship – after 5 years, the risk of recurrence drops off significantly. So what’s next? I’m thinking a short vacation and most likely a move to DC, where I’ll try to get the ball rolling uphill again. I’d say that getting through this bullshit is a step in the right direction, at the very least.