Here we go again! As has become tradition around here, I present to you the box of Tic Tacs I must take every morning for three days during each cycle of my FCR chemotherapy.
The Ottawa Hospital's MDCU (Medical Day-Care Unit) has a fun tradition for its patients just completing their last treatment: banging a gong.
Today is Day 1 of Round 4 of my 6-round chemotherapy treatment for small lymphocytic lymphoma. Day 1 treatment always involves a trip to the "medical daycare" at the Ottawa Hospital, where nurses administer a Rituximab injection. The rest of my chemo drugs (cyclophosphamide and fludarabine) are oral, with pills I pick up at the pharmacy (with a prescription, naturally). I've been documenting my journey and always bring my trusty Fujifilm X100V with me to the hospital, and today was no different. Almost.
One of the legendary side effects of chemotherapy is... nausea. Oh, that glorious upheaval and queasiness that leaves you feeling crummy, woozy, uncomfortable, and all-around gross. They say that when you're nauseous, the best thing to do is the exact opposite of what you feel like doing: eat. Of course, most food is completely unappealing while nauseous because of taste, smell, texture, whatever. But ya gotta eat. So... soda crackers (or saltines, if you're so inclined) to the rescue.
Into the Medical Daycare for Round three — of six! halfway there, yay! — of FCR chemotherapy to treat my CLL/SLL lymphoma. So it turns out this rituximab injection is very, very nasty stuff. I think if the nurses could wear hazmat suits when dealing with it they'd consider it, and I wouldn't really blame them.
Today is day 1 of the second round of FCR chemotherapy treatment for my CLL/SLL lymphoma. Unlike in the first round, when the Rituximab was administered in a 6-hour IV drip, this time around the 1,600mg dose is injected directly into my belly fat over the course of about 5 minutes. https://www.flickr.com/photos/emrold/51160054301/in/datetaken/ The nurse had … Continue reading 125/365 : Not quite a punch in the gut