Showing posts from August 14, 2011

Where did this pain come from?

Here I am the day after chemo, and I think I am doing really great.  It isn't unusual for me to go grocery shopping the day after chemo, or even to be doing light house work.  So, this is pretty normal for me. Except today I feel a LOT of pain in my arm and I am bloated on my right side.  (liver maybe?)   The crushing tiredness has not yet kicked in.  But I feel it creeping up much faster than it usually does.  Plus I am finding myself a bit more grumpy and sort of tearful than usual.  What is the deal with the emotions huh?  It is not something I am enjoying.  Let me tell you what (to quote Hank Hill)

That is all that is going on here.

Tumor marker

About 3 months ago I began keeping track of my tumor  markers.  They have always been above normal.  The Test is called CA 29.27.  But it has been going up.  The number I got today is 68.  I guess 20-38> is normal.  I have been having liver pain for a couple of months and saying it is because there is no pad in the arm of the couch where I lean when I am watching tv.  (Excuses)  Because it is easier to think that it is something else.  That is until you find out that the whisper you have had in the back of your brain all along, was right.  You should always listen to the little whispers and the "feelings" you have.  It is your body and you know it better than anyone else.  So, I am going to have one more CA 2927 before I see my doc in September.  If it is the same or goes up I will be asking for a cat scan.  I would really like to have this settled before moving.  I am also wondering if the fact that my markers are going up means that the Taxol/avastin doesn't work.  …

The energy yo yo.

Today was a great day.  I made plans to get up early and go to breakfast with my family.  I know that if I make myself do something then I end up finding energy.  So, I have chemo on Friday and by Wednesday I begin to feel my energy come back.  That gives me a whole day or two of feeling like a human before my next chemo.  YAY!  That is why I love the almost two weeks between treatments when I have my week off.  It makes it so hard to go back for the first treatment.  I feel so good that the idea of purposely making myself feel bad is completely unattractive.  If there were an and date to this it would be different.  Like if I knew that there was only 6 months of treatment and it would be over.  But it never ends until we move on to the next effective drug therapy.  Uggggh.  I guess that I am just feeling sorry for myself and don't really want to go for chemo on Friday.  What a wimp huh?

A picture says a thousand words

Tonight my fella was cleaning out the closet and packing away things for our upcoming move, when he ran across and envelope of old photos.  One of them was a baby photo of me when I was 4 months old.  My daughter thought it was really funny that I am just starting to get a scruff of hair, and It looks so similar to my current look.  Here is a photo in photo of my current do compared to my 4 month old baby photo.  It makes me giggle.