At some point yesterday, while sitting in a recliner at the clinic with an IV delivering chemo drugs in my right arm, I tried counting how many needles have poked me in the past few weeks. In the previous 12 hours, I’d had blood drawn twice from spots millimeters apart on my left arm. I had an IV for the PET-CT, for my first surgery, and for my first CT scan, but the nurse missed my vein twice before another nurse stepped in, so does that count as 3 or 1? And there were other blood draws too, but I only fainted the first time, but it should still count.
And for the bone marrow biopsy, I was lying on my stomach (with eyes closed for good measure – don’t want to accidentally catch anything in the peripheral vision), and I’m not sure how many needles they used for that procedure. Frankly, I still don’t want to know exactly what it looked like, because I’m still a little sore, and because I know one of the needles was like 10 inches long. So that needle should get a multiplier, right?
Anyway, I quit counting and just continued to let the chemotherapy fill my veins and get to work. It took 3 hours to get everything in (4 drugs in total – ABVD for short, if you’re interested), but in that time I had some DVDs to watch with my parents and cousin, and the time seemed to go by pretty quickly.
I seem to be reacting well to the chemo well so far, after one day. However, I’m told the effects usually aren’t felt for a couple days, so tomorrow could be a completely different story. And bright and early tomorrow I have surgery to get the port installed in my chest, so I’m just penciling in a day of recovery now. Other side effects take a bit to kick in. I should still have my hair for another couple weeks.