I couldn't sleep so I got back up and decided to write about the NuLasta injection, etc. Not to worry - I fell asleep on the couch at around 9:00 pm and slept there until almost 1:00 am, got up and switched to the bed, and got a little restless. Not feeling physically bad and not upset. Just a little restless.
As far as the rest of my day, I had a lovely longish talk with my son, S. We discussed possible timing and arrangements for him to come up for a visit with my grandson, C. My daughter-in-law is in school and likely can't come along - my son is "free" to come at this point because on or around the time I was having my surgery, he was let go from his job (a job he didn't care for and that paid almost nothing; still, there is an element of panic in the recession-filled world of being cut loose). So I'm hoping S and C will come up for 5-6 days, possibly between Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I also got to visit with my new next door neighbor, tiny little rosebud-let JR. I held her for a bit. She is so tiny, but had just been to the doctor and pronounced perfect - actually, I think he said healthy. But I say perfect. I offered to give M. the note she left for me on Sunday night ("Midnight Sunday - my water may have broken. Going to the hospital. M & R") for her baby book/ scrap book. I know some day baby JR will get a kick out of it, especially since she was born only 4 hours later!
I got the shot. In the end, despite multiple kind offers to drive me, go with me, etc., I decided to drive by myself. I think it was good to do that. It seemed a first step toward integrating the "treatment" for cancer into my own individual life, something I deal with myself - of course and thank God, with support from wonderful family and friends - but still (as I think Mary S put it), a journey that on certain levels I must take alone.
The shot itself, not a big deal. Nurse E met me but was busy with another patient in the group treatment room, so nurse B, whom I met on Wed., took over. She first asked me questions about my reaction to the first chemo. I filled her in Then she warned that the NuLasta injection "burned" when it went. Didn't seem much like that to me. I asked when I could expect to feel the side effects - I actually was worried they might start on my drive home. No, no, she laughed, maybe not at all, and most likely not for a couple days. Joint and bone pain. Hips, legs, knees. She said once she had a patient she explained that to and she forgot to tell him the pain could be in his breastbone and when that happened, he thought he was having a heart attack. So she warned me about pain in the breastbone. And that was it. I drove myself home.
I'm planning on calling Dr. M's office tomorrow, and the ESU and disability insurance company tomorrow to discuss going back to work. I had discussed with Dr. M the possibility of going back to work first part-time (1/2 time). I'm thinking I would like to see if he would approve my doing that a week from today (Thursday, Nov. 19th I think). That would mean 5 days of part-time work and then the Thanksgiving break. I think that might work out okay. I've already talked to Kim at work about it. I think I'm ready but am a little nervous about it. I'll write more about it and my feelings after i talk to the aforesaid people tomorrow.
Okay, I'm fading. I think I'm ready - or almost - go back to bed with my Ice Bat. Go ahead, ask me about my Ice Bat!
Peace.
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