Chemo #3 has been fine. I started my Avastan drug. YEE-HAW.
I'm a little tired, and I'm feeling the side effect called "neuropathy", which is where your fingers feel incredibly sensitive to cold. Putting them in the fridge for a few moments results in the same feeling as submerging your hand in an icy bucket for 3 minutes on a dare. If you've ever tried that. The same is true of cold liquids-- everything needs to be room temperature or it's just intolerable. Neither of which is a big deal if you're a little careful.
I'll tell you what IS a big deal. You remember how I told you I have to wear an "infuser" of chemo medicine home with me for 48 hours after I leave my chemo appointment? (if not, read the first post on here, to get an idea of what chemo entails). This infuser comes in two forms: a plastic tube that you can tuck discretely in your pants or shirt, or a BLACK FANNY PACK with the medicine inside, beeping each time it dispenses a new drip. Naturally I demanded the tube infuser. But this time they sent me home with the FANNY PACK. Which I have to wear for 2 days! GEEES, as if this whole experience isn't already fun enough. I went to the PCC (grocery store) today to buy some beets and I tied my coat around my waist so no one would see it.
The COOL part about this is the name of the medicine inside. It's called flourouracil, but no one actually calls it that. The common name for it is "5 F-U". When they told me that, I was like, "For real? This chemo medicine is called 'FIVE F-U'?" Could that be any cooler, or any more aligned with how I feel about it all?
Not just one "F-U", but FIVE.
It almost sounds Chinese, in its simple, truthful beauty.